#pepper x natasha moodboard

[crematosis]

#ship of the day #pepper x natasha #femslashfeb2024 #prompt: black #moodboard #marvel #femslashfebruary #day 1

[anika-ann]

"7 minutes in..." - sneak peek

...this is probably only a temporary title. Yeah, I can't believe I signed up for this, but here we are 😂

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader WC: 290 Warnings: none so far, not in this peek anyway 🤭 ...mention of claustrophobia?

“Hm… I think we should play,” Natasha said, earning at least five shocked stares, including yours.

“What?!”

“We should definitely not,” Steve protested, leaning forward with a very displeased frown, his eyes as if burning as he glared murderously at Natasha for entertaining the trickster’s whim.

“I mean… why not, after all? Two people in a closet, in cramped space? What is not to enjoy?” Bucky added, clearly changing his mind about going to bed. He was next at the receiving end of Steve’s disapproval.

“Ask a claustrophobic, I’m sure they’d come up with a reason or two,” you hummed, earning a sardonic ha ha from the dark-haired supersoldier.

“I mean… who knows. Could be magical,” Tony wiggles eyebrows.

“Are we back to 13 going to 30?”

Wanda, Pepper, Maria and Sam said NO with impressive coordination.

“I must say I am intrigued as I cannot quite see the appeal. It would be an enriching experience for me to understand. What is the worst that can happen?” Vision questioned.

“You did not just ask that,” Sam complained.

“Please tell me it’s just a closet and not some sort of a portal to Narnia?” Pepper chimed in again, Loki’s smile surprisingly pleasant as he turned to her.

“It is simply a closet, my dear Lady Potts.”

“I don’t know you guys, it still sounds like a pretty bad idea,” you chuckled nervously as you felt the air shift towards agreement to participate in this ridiculous game.

“Seconded,” Steve grunted by your side.

“Too bad, I’m getting an empty bottle,” Tony blurted out as he jumped to his feet and reached for the nearest bottle indeed.

It was the perfect opportunity to walk away; it was the last chance to get out.

You didn’t.

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And I'm glad she didn't 😏😏 now with moodboard 💕

#ramble #anika rambles #anika writes #steve rogers x reader #avengers family #steve rogers x you #steve rogers imagine #in the works

[endlesstwanted]

Winter Wonderland Bingo masterpost

Winter is over and so is @seasonaldelightsbingo’s winter wonderland!

I got two cards and managed to fill fourteen squares, mostly in MCU fandoms but also for other Marvel projects, two series and a crossover with two of my fav European films. It was a blast, and even though I didn’t get to finish every WIP I started, I’m excited to keep working on them later on. ❄️🩵

All info, ratings and pairings are below the cut and titles are linked to my Ao3. The 3x3 card will come first, the 5x5 last.

We Stayed Halfway

❄️ Being taken care of

Fandom: Captain America Movies Steve Rogers/Brock Rumlow | Explicit | 2,2k words WARNINGS: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Porn Without Plot Summary: After being exposed to an unknown toxin in a SHIELD’s laboratory, Brock and Steve deal with the effects of it in the Captain’s office.

I’m Not Going To Say Goodbye So I Don’t Have To Go

❄️ Peppering kisses all over their face ❄️ Covered in blankets ❄️ Playing with their hair

Fandom: 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV) Carlos Reyes/TK Strand | T | 2,039 words WARNINGS: Post-Episode: s02e12 The Big Heat, Trauma, Angst Summary: After their night gets ruined by a home in flames, Carlos and TK go to the Strand’s house.

Two Trains And Cold Coffee

❄️ Simply enjoying each other's company

Fandom: Deux Moi (2019), Verdens Verste Menneskee (2021) Julie/Mélanie Brunet | Teen | 200 words Summary: A quiet morning with Mélanie and Julie.

Ten Revolutions Around The Sun Later

❄️ Pressing Forehead Together

Fandom: The Avengers Movies Bruce Banner/James Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark | T | 500 words WARNINGS: Flashbacks, Temporary Amnesia, Implied past Torture and s/h Summary: Bucky’s flashbacks are triggered by the snow. Bruce and Tony are there to help him get back to his own self.

Pros and Cons of Being Hawkeye

❄️ “I’ll be with you from dusk till dawn.” ❄️ Unsteady || X Ambassadors

Fandom: Hawkeye (Comics) Clint Barton & Kate Bishop | Teen | Modboard Summary: A moodboard made by endlesstwanted (and Kate - Hawkeye!) Tumblr link

Broken Oath

❄️ “I’m fine.”

Fandom: Black Widow Movie Yelena Belova/Natasha Romanov | Mature | 742 words WARNINGS: Red Room shit, Angst, Implied past non-con (not between the pairing and not in the fic) Summary: Yelena turns fifteen, and Natalia has to prepare her for the real world. At least, according to what the Red Room thinks a woman needs to work with for them to take over the world.

Boyfriend’s Spider-Sense

❄️ The Most Beautiful [insert] That They've Ever Seen

Fandom: Spider-Man: Spider-Verse (Sony Animated Movies) Hobie Brown/Miles Morales | Teen | 683 words Summary: Miles pays Hobie a visit when he feels he’s not feeling alright.

Chasing Some Warmth

❄️ Being the Little Spoon for the First Time

Fandom: The Avengers Movies Bucky Barnes/Clint Barton/Sam Wilson | Explicit | 795 words WARNINGS: Casual Sex, Porn Without Plot, Established Clint/Sam Summary: The nights at Barton’s farm are very cold since the generator broke down. Bucky’s interested in learning what Clint and Sam do in these cases.

I Can’t Like That

❄️ “I’d rather it be me than you.”

Fandom: Chicago Fire Joe Cruz & Brian "Otis" Zvonecek | Teen | 569 words WARNINGS: Hurt No Comfort, Implied Canon Character Death, Episode: s08e01 Sacred Ground Summary: Joe waits, helpless, for his best friend to leave.

The Good Win Over The Bad

❄️ Wishing on a Penny

Fandom: Captain America Movies Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers | Teen | 100 words Summary: Ten years after graduating from high-school, Bucky reunites with the one that got away from him. At least, if staring at Steve for half an hour counts as a reunion.

Great Things For Kind Hearts

❄️ tis the damn season || Taylor Swift

Fandom: The Avengers Movies Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark | Gen | 100 words Summary: Tony reflects on how his life changed after meeting Bucky.

Someone Like You And Me

❄️ Forced to quit

Fandom: Thor Movies Jane Foster & Sif | Teen | 581 words WARNINGS: Canon Sick Character Summary: In New Asgard’s hospital, Jane reunites with an old friend.

Our Fake Love Story

❄️ Can’t Tell a Soul

Fandom: What If...? (Cartoon 2021) Carol Danvers & Darcy Lewis | Teen | 100 words Summary: Carol shares with Darcy the only thing they can do to stop her wedding with Howard to become legal. Darcy has her doubts.

So Pretty, Hanging

❄️ Hanging from the Ceiling

Fandom: The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV) Bucky Barnes/Sharon Carter | Mature | 100 words Summary: When her dom shows up with a new toy to try, Sharon has her reservations. Luckily, she has also thought of something fun to do while being tied up and taken care of.

#seasonaldelighstbingo #winterwonderlandbingo #endlesstwanted masterlist

[marinasmarvel]

Hi, and welcome to my blog!

My name is Julia and I’m 19 years old. I’m currently obsessed with station 19 and marvel. I do take requests for moodboards, fics, and headcanons, but before you send any, please view my guidelines below. I am over 18 and have smut on here, so minors and ageless blogs DNI. I do not do any reader inserts!

✨Marvel Guidelines✨

I’m relatively new to the Marvel fandom, but I still love it dearly. I only write for the characters I feel I know best, which I will list below.

Natasha romanoff

Yelena Belova

Kate Bishop

Wanda Maximoff

Sam Wilson

Peter Parker

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Clint Barton and his family

Bucky Barnes

James “Rhodey” Rhodes

Carol Danvers

Monica Rambeau

Maria Rambeau

Bruce Banner

Melina Vostokoff

Alexei Shostakov

MJ Jones

Ned Leeds

Pepper Potts

Maria Hill

Nick Fury

I have some ground rules for my fics, headcanons, and moodboards:

No smut. I don’t have any particular ship for marvel that I am comfortable writing smut, especially since I don’t read marvel smut fics, like ever.

No rape, incest, pedophilia, etc.

Open to writing tickle fics, but they won’t be super lengthy

My fics will all take place in a universe where everyone is alive and happy

Most fics will be platonic, but I will write romance depending on the ship.

Finally, please be patient with requests! I am a slow writer and I have other hobbies, so fics and any other requests will take time. Thank you!

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✨Station 19 Guidelines✨

I write for all station 19 characters except for Theo, Sullivan, and Michael Dixon.

I take smut requests, but I can decline requests at my discretion if I don’t feel comfortable or confident in my abilities.

No rape, incest, pedophilia, etc.

My main romantic ships are marina and Vandy (Vic x Andy)

I write platonic fics for pairings such as Travic, Maya and Andy, Vic and Carina, etc etc.

I will not erase any sexuality. Travis will never be written with a woman romantically, and I will never refer to Maya and Carina as Lesbians, because they are canonically bisexual.

Open to tickle fics, but they won’t be very lengthy.

And Lastly, please be patient as I get through requests! Thank you!

#marvel #mcu #natasha romanoff #yelena belova #widow sisters #marvel cinematic universe #station 19 #station 19 fanfiction #fanfiction #writing #moodboards #headcanons

[tonystarkbingo]

TSB Round 7 Roundup - Week 7!

It's double sevens (week 7 of round 7), and we have some excellent fills below for you all to check out!

Collaborator: deehellcat Card Number: 7014 Square Filled: R3 - anthropomor-fic Title: A World Where People Like Me Don't Have To Hide Link: Tumblr Pairings: na Word Count: na (moodboard) Rating: Gen Major Tags/Triggers: Shifter Verse, Prejudice, Cat!Tony Summary: In a timeline where shifters are an oppressed minority, Tony Stark struggles to balance his roles as part of a team that defends against their backlash, and a shifter himself.

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Collaborator: illogicalkat Card Number: 7009 Square Filled: K5 - IronDad Title: Movie Night Link: AO3 Pairings: Bucky Barnes/Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow Word Count: 1041 Rating: Gen Major Tags/Triggers: Meet the parents Summary: It's movie night, and Tony is meeting his daughter's partners.

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Collaborator: trekkingaroundasgard Card Number: 1003 Square Filled: S5 - bed sharing Title: A Bed Big Enough for Two Link: Tumblr Pairings: Tony Stark x GN!Reader Word Count: 1000 Rating: Mature Major Tags/Triggers: Avenger!reader, mentioned unhealthy coping mechanisms (drinking, medication and substance abuse), established friendship, unspoken feelings, what timeline?, hurt/comfort Summary: After a bad mission, Tony checks in with a bottle of something that effectively knocks you out. He puts you to bed and you ask him to stay the night.

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Collaborator: Sivan325 Card Number: 7020 Square Filled: S4 - Heat Fic Title: Tony Stark Manual Guide of Intimacy Link: AO3 Pairings: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Word Count: 1737 Rating: Explicit Major Tags/Triggers: Alternate Universe, Omega Verse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Tony Stark, Omega Steve Rogers, Pet Names, Top Tony Stark, Pre-Serum Steve Rogers, Accidental Bonding, Scent Marking, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating Bites, Deepthroating, Knotting Summary: Tony walked toward the half-naked omega, watching Steve as he dressed, wishing he could remain naked for him.

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Collaborator: endlesstwanted Card Number: 7010 Square Filled: T3 - Karaoke Battle Title: Tony Stark Bingo Mark VII - July Round Robin Link: AO3 Pairings: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Word Count: 348 Rating: Gen Major Tags/Triggers: Avengers Family, Miscommunication, Round Robin Summary: After missing an Assemble call, Tony thinks the team has gotten tired of his burning the candle at both ends. Turns out that's not what made things a little tense after all.

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Collaborator: scottxlogan Card Number: 7017 Square Filled: R1 - Sidekick Title: The Quest Link: AO3 Pairings: Tony Stark/Steve Rogers Word Count: 4488 Rating: Teen Major Tags/Triggers: lternate Universe, Treasure Hunting, Archaeologist Steve, Swearing, Action/Adventure, Adventure & Romance, Implied/Referenced Sex Summary: Archaeologist Steve Rogers finds himself in the thick of danger and adventure after teaming up with his former mentor's son and current sidekick Tony Stark to chase down a rare treasure set to unlock all of humanity's mysteries along the way.

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Collaborator: scottxlogan Card Number: 7017 Square Filled: S4 - Dad Tony Title: A Day at the Beach Link: AO3 Pairings: Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark Word Count: 6140 Rating: Teen Major Tags/Triggers: Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, Single Parent Tony Stark, Minor Bruce Banner/Natasha Romanov, Meet-Cute, First Meetings, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Flirting, Kissing, Innuendo, Past Bucky Barnes/Natasha Romanov, Past Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov & Tony Stark Friendship, Science Bros | Bruce Banner & Tony Stark Friendship, Fluff, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Head Injury Summary: Tony and Morgan's daddy/daughter day at the beach takes an unexpected turn as the sexy lifeguard Tony has been eyeing rides to Tony's rescue.

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Collaborator: ABrighterDarkness Card Number: 7027 Square Filled: R1 - Body Swap Title: Nowhere Near as Fun as it Sounds Link: AO3 Pairings: Tony & Steve, Tony/Steve Word Count: 3381 Rating: Teen Major Tags/Triggers: Body Swap, Oversensitivity, Enhanced Senses, Minor Character Injury Summary: “You’ve never said anything. At all. To anyone,” Tony blurted, the words and realizations that smacked him straight in the face in the most bizarre way possible. Mid-mission, at that. Terrible timing. But…he felt like this was one of those things he should have somehow already known. Something he’d have somehow already addressed and fixed. And not just because he was the one that was now suffering from the lack of knowledge. “Neither have you,” Steve said, quiet and solemn.

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Collaborator: Faustess Card Number: 7022 Square Filled: A5 - Miscommunication Title: Tony Stark Bingo Mark VII - July Round Robin Link: AO3 Pairings: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Word Count: 348 (mine), 1287 total Rating: Gen Major Tags/Triggers: No Archive Warnings Apply; Avengers Tower, Avengers Family, Miscommunication, Karaoke, Love Confessions Summary: After missing an Assemble call, Tony thinks the team has gotten tired of his burning the candle at both ends. Turns out that's not what made things a little tense after all.

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Collaborator: Faustess Card Number: 7022 Square Filled: A3 - Free Space! Title: Crossed the Sky for Love Link: AO3 Pairings: Tony Stark/Thor Word Count: 1145 Rating: Gen Major Tags/Triggers: No Archive Warnings Apply; Stranded, Flashbacks, Rescue, Gentleness, Protective Thor (Marvel), Tony Stark Needs a Hug Summary: Stranded in the middle of nowhere after a mission goes sideways, Tony gives himself a minute to despair before standing back up to fight for survival. This time he's not fighting alone, though.

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Collaborator: Faustess Card Number: 7022 Square Filled: A1 - Picture of Tony talking to Stephen Strange Title: Tony Stark Bingo Mark VII - June Round Robin Link: AO3 Pairings: Tony Stark & Stephen Strange, James "Bucky" Barnes & Tony Stark, Bruce Banner & Tony Stark Word Count: 300 (my part); 1330 total Rating: Gen Major Tags/Triggers: No Archive Warnings Apply; Team as Family, Avengers Family, Games, scavenger hunt, Vacation, Round Robin Summary: When Doctor Strange offers the Sanctum Sanctorum up as a getaway location for the Avengers, Tony protests. However, he is swayed when Bucky suggests the idea of a scavenger hunt.

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Collaborator: SomeSortofItalianRoast Card Number: 7012 Square Filled: K4 - Innocent Until Proven Guilty Title: Steve Rogers. Mastermind. Forger. Link: AO3 Pairings: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Word Count: 1237 Rating: Explicit Major Tags/Triggers: Bottom Steve Rogers, Alternate Universe - Leverage Fusion, Post-Serum Steve Rogers, Hook-Up, Artist Steve Rogers Summary: Steve Rogers is a genius forger who stepped into Nate Ford’s shoes when the man finally retired for the fourth and final time. Tony Stark is the INTERPOL agent tasked with bringing him in, not fucking him in a coat closet.

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#tony stark bingo round 7 #tsb 7 #tsb weekly roundup #tsb week 7

[dxncingwithastrxnger]

Alex’s Christmas Sleepover 2022!!!

Okay, okay, sooooo

Last year I started this way too late and I also, like, completely failed and didn’t get any of my story requests done, so I greatly apologize for that 😅😅😅 BUT to @shadyrunawaykingdom, @corner-emo​, and @sevenmillionpsychos​, if you still want the same stories that you requested previously, I will write them this year and they will be the very first stories that I put out from this. If you want a new story instead, just let me know and I’ll do that instead. If you’d like to request another story along with your previous one, that’s perfectly fine, just know that your new story requests will go into whatever list I have going after your previous requests are done. If you need a reminder on what story you requested last year, let me know and I’ll tell you!! 

So, now, here’s how things will go. Below, I’ll have listed the characters that I’m currently comfortable writing for categorized by fandoms, as well as different symbols relating to christmas and whatnot. You get to choose if you want a moodboard or story (if you pick story, you automatically get a moodboard as well, please keep that in mind), as well as what character or characters you’d like in it. If you want a story, you get to choose what type of story (smut, angst, fluff, comfort, etc. as well as any combinations - any characters I list that are canonically younger than 18, I will be aging up unless you ask for a scenario that requires them to be younger, just no asking for there to be smut while the character isnt aged up to 18+) as well as if you’d like a shorter story (Around 500-1,500 words) or a longer story (Around 2,000+). You then get to also add in any of the christmas symbols that I list and voila. I shall create something for you 😌

I do ask that you go through this whole post in order to create your request. Also, if you want a specific version of a character (ie, Emo!Wanda Maximoff, Dark!Lizzie Saltzman, Season 3!Eddie Munson, etc., etc..), then please let me know!! You can just fill out the information below and let me fill in the blanks with whatever comes to my mind or you can give me a specific scenario along with the other things as well, it's entirely up to you!!

Duration: 12/08/22 - 01/31/23

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Ships:

[Polyamorous ships are allowed for both of the following]

📖 - Character(s) x Reader (Please specify platonic or romantic)

👩 - Female, Transfemale

👨‍🦱 - Male, Transmale

🏳️‍🌈 - Enby, Other (Please specify)

🚢 - Character(s) x Character(s) (Please specify platonic or romantic)

Characters:

[Crossovers are allowed!!]

MCU:

✪ - Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier

⍟ - Steve Rogers/Captain America

⎊ - Tony Stark/Iron Man

⧗ - Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow

४ - Loki Odinson

🕸️ - Peter Parker/Spiderman

➳ - Clint Barton/Hawkeye

ᱬ - Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch

⩔ - Sam Wilson/The Falcon/Captain America

🥂 - Pepper Potts

🔫 - Yelena

🏹 - Kate

🥥 - Bruce Banner/Hulk

🍄 - Jen Walters/She-Hulk

🪄 - Dr. Stephan Strange

🔨 - Thor Odinson

🐍 - Sylvie Laufeydottir

🦯 - Matt Murdock/Daredevil

Stranger Things:

🌼 - Robin Buckley

🐉 - Mike Wheeler

🤱 - Steve Harrington

📷 - Jonathan Byers

📒 - Nancy Wheeler

🍃 - Argyle

🍁 - Gareth Emerson

🧠 - Dustin Henderson

👮‍♂️ - Jim Hopper

🎸 - Eddie Munson

😇 - Joyce Byers

🏀 - Lucas Sinclair

👙 - Karen Wheeler

🦸‍♀️ - El/Jane Hopper

🎶 - Max Mayfield

💏 - Will Byers

📣 - Chrissy Cunningham

🇷🇺 - Dmitri Antonio

🥃 - Murray Bauman

Lucifer:

😈 - Lucifer Morningstar

🥀 - Rory Morningstar

👑 - Chloe Decker

🚓 - Dan

🥽 - Ella

💼 - Charlette

🔪 - Mazikeen Smith

🍎 - Eve

🎓 - Linda Martin

📿 - Amenadiel

The Originals:

🐺 - Klaus Mikaelson

⚖️ - Elijah Mikaelson

🪞 - Rebekah Mikaelson

🧿 - Freya Mikaelson

🪬 - Vincent

🔮 - Davina Claire

🗝️ - Camille O'Connell

👠 - Hayley Marshall

🏏 - Kol Mikaelson

🎀 - Aurora

🧨 - Keelin

🧬 - Marcel

Legacies:

⛓️ - Penelope Park

🧳 - Josie Saltzman

🗡️ - Hope Mikaelson

🧭 - Cleo

🚨 - Ethan

🚀 - MG

🎠 - Lizzie Saltzman

🥊 - Jed

♟️ - Ben

🎩 - Landon Kirby

🎸 - Finch

🔥 - Kaleb

For:

✍ - Story

Length:

📈 - Long

📉 - Short

Type/Genre:

😘 - Smut

🥰 - Fluff

🥺 - Comfort

😔 - Angst

💀 - Dark

🗡 - Mafia

😊 - Cute

😍 - Flirty

🌇 - City

🌄 - Country

🏖 - Vacation

💒 - Married/Wedding

💍 - Engaged

🐹 - Pets

😝 - Silly/Weird/Crack

😴 - Sleepy

🤒 - Sick

🥳 - Party

🤰 - Pregnancy

🛍 - Shopping

🍼 - Baby/Kids

⚔ - Era AU (Specify which, please, 1800s, 1860s, 1940s, 1980s, etc.)

🏍 - Bikers

👻 - Spooky

🦇 - Vampires

🎒 - K-12

🏫 - College

These were all the ones I could think of, but if you had others in mind, that's perfectly fine as well!

Remember, you can put together as much as you want as long as it makes sense!!!

🖼 - Moodboard

📸 - Number of Pictures

🌈 - Color(s) Theme

🧱 - Background Color

🚫 - No Background Color

Christmas Symbols:

🎄 - Decorated Christmas Tree

🌲 - Non-Decorated Tree

🎁 - Presents

🎅 - Santa Claus

🤶 - Mrs. Claus

🧑‍🎄 - Elves

🎶 - Caroling

🕯 - Christmas Lights

⭐ - Stars

❄ - Winter

☃️ - Snowman

🌿 - Mistletoe

🔥 - Fireplace

🍽 - Food

🍪 - Desserts

🦌 - Reindeer

🛷 - Sled

🧤 - Gloves

👒 - Hats

😌 - Blankets

👕 - Sweaters

🎂 - Holiday Desserts

☕️ - Hot Chocolate/Apple Cider

🌨 - White Christmas

⛸️ - Ice Skating

🧣 - Scarf

Again, if you can think of any others that you would like to use, I am perfectly fine with that!!

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Guys, you can request as many stories as you want, just remember that these things all take time!!! Just let me know what your requesting in a reply, ask, reblog, dm, etc. Anything at all!! Just please let me know!! And if you have any questions, definitely feel free to ask me!!!

#purple_strxnger #purple_strxnger_stories #christmas sleepover #sleepover #story sleepover #marvel #mcu #mcu fanfiction #mcu characters #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things characters #lucifer #lucifer fanfiction #lucifer characters #the originals #tvdu #the originals fanfiction #the originals characters #legacies #cw legacies #legacies fanfiction #legacies characters #tvdu characters #tvdu fanfiction #fanfiction #requests #reader insert #ships #strxnger's christmas sleepover

[the-starry-skye]

pepper x natasha?

Natasha Romanoff/Pepper Potts: Black Pepper

#thank you for the request!! #i love their vibes #theyre in love look at them #black pepper #red pepper #natasha x pepper #pepper x natasha #black widow x pepper potts #natasha romanoff x pepper potts #marvel #mcu #marvel femslash #black widow moodboard #natasha romanoff moodboard #pepper potts moodboard #black pepper moodboard #pepper x natasha moodboard #natasha x pepper moodboard #pepper x nat #nat x pepper

[aesthetics-and-chaos]

Pepper Potts x Natasha Romanov

"I'll hold you when things go wrong, I'll be with you from dusk till dawn," - Zayn Malik

#aesthetic #pepper potts #moodboard #natasha romanoff #collage #marvel #blackpepper #pepper x natasha #virginia potts #mcu cast #mcu #marvel's avengers

[mysterycheerio]

Ideas from my Instagram followers.

Definitely Nat as a mob boss, but how about Tony? I feel like that would be cool.

Half Devil, Half Goddess.

Nat and Tony led the biggest Mafia's in New York.

Tony had been at an abandoned warehouse, as an enemy had kidnapped his son, peter.

He managed to get him out, but was soon surrounded by said enemies henchmen.

Tony was, admittedly, confused when more henchmen came out of nowhere, and started fighting the enemy.

Turns out it was Natasha Romanoff's men, as the lead agent burned the black widow symbol onto a dead body.

Nat, as it turns out, is actually really nice. She bonds with peter almost immediately, and actually gets Tony's sense of humour.

She eventually becomes Peter's godmother.

They interrogate people together, and go on missions together.

Peter stops being kidnapped cause when Tony Stark and Natasha Romanoff are together - bitch u better run.

Lots of people speculate that they're dating, but Nat has met Pepper Potts-Stark, and Tony has met James 'Bucky' Barnes.

(Nat and Pepper meet up every Friday night for wine and snacks - either to catch up, or to watch a movie or something else: it depends on the day)

Tony becomes a big brother figure to Nat, and when he's not pleased (read: annoyed) with her he calls her by her middle name - Alianovna.

Nat goes to Peter's graduation, and drives him home when he gets drunk in college, cause she's the cool aunt/godmother.

The Stark's are present for the birth of Nat's daughter, Anastasia (read: An-A-Stay-sh-Ah).

Nat's still a kickass mafia boss, and better than Tony could ever be at fighting - she just has to ask Rhodey or Happy to babysit sometimes.

And to this day, everyone fears The Black Widow and The Merchant Of Death.

#au #marvel au #mob boss tony #mob boss nat #mafia au #completely sfw #avengers #peter and tony #spiderman #spiderman far from home #peter parker #irondad and spiderson #irondad and spideyson #no powers au #moodboard #natasha romanoff #natasha romanov moodboard #natasha romanoff x bucky barnes #tony stark x pepper potts #cheerio instagram prompts

[charasthetics]

Tony Stark Aesthetic

#aestheitcs #aesthetic #moodboard #mcuedit #mcu #mcu aesthetic #mcu avengers #tony stark #tony stank #tony x t'challa #tony x rhodey #tony x peter #tony x natasha #tony x strange #tony x steve #tony x bucky #tony x pepper #iron man #ironwidow #iron widow #iron strange #ironstrange #winteriron #winter iron #ironpanther #iron panther #iron patriot #marvel cinematic universe #marvel #pepperony

[crematosis]

Title: We Wear It Well

Ship: Natasha Romanov/Pepper Potts

Prompt: Fashion

Created for @femslashfeb

#femslashfeb2022 #femslash february #day18 #natasha x pepper #marvel #moodboard

[wolfs-hunt1]

Wolf Kisses 4

Pairing: Stucky x Shapeshifter reader

Word count: 985

Warnings: mensions of depression(barelly there), sorry for any typo.

A/N: Smaller chapter, but i prefer to post smaller ones than not post anything at all. Also made this Moodboard for the fic, hope you all like it.

Tag lis is OPEN

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Part 3

You reached the tower's upper levels almost without noticing you were already at the tower, your mind lost in itself the entire way. The living space was deserted, and there was no sound coming from anywhere to let you know where everyone was.

That was weird. From the small amount of time you had been living here, you knew there was always loud sounds or music coming from the speakers in the rooms, but now it was like no one lived there whatsoever.

You tried to use your supernatural hearing to locate anyone but to no avail. There really was no one on the upper floors of the tower. You were alone.

You approached the floor to ceiling windows and stared out to the city beneath you. The sun was shining on the glass windows, creating a bright beacon that blinded you whenever you looked at it. You sat on the soft carpet, leaning on the cold window.

If they had left already for a mission, they would stay out for a long time, and depending on the classification of the mission, it could be hard, or even impossible to contact them, so you would have the place entirely to yourself for a few days at least.

You breathed in deeply while you sat there, in the silence of the ample space, soaking in the sun that was shining through the windows. You spent the majority of your life alone, you were used to it, so why did your chest tightened when you looked around you and saw the empty room? Why did you felt so alone, so…. abandoned?

--- --- --- --- ---

It was late at night when Sam and Natasha walked into the kitchen, bringing some pizza boxes with them. "Hello, (Y/N)." Sam said cheerfully, opening the fridge and taking out the water to pour himself a cup. "How have u been?"

"I went to the park in the morning, get some fresh air." you said lowly, the depressive thoughts that had been running through your head all afternoon all but gone when they waked in and somewhat assuaged your worries.

"Sorry for leaving you alone all day, we had some stuff to take care of outside the tower, and some of the team went out for a mission. But we brought pizza." Natasha was opening the pizza boxes to get a slice out to take a bite.

"And Tony should be getting back in a bit, so we can do game night today still." since you got to the tower you had found out they had game night at least once a week, once they were all in the tower between missions, to let out some steam and get away from all the missions and fighting.

"When will they return?" you busy yourself with helping them set the table and watch Sam set out the games for tonight, taking his favorite pieces out of each so as not to lose it to anyone else. Bucky had the habit of taking Sam's favorite pieces first just to mess with him, and despite the fact of him not being here it seems that Sam is just so used to doing it he might have not noticed he did it once again.

Tony returned with Pepper, and all of you spent the night chatting while eating, ending up talking until so late that you only played a few rounds of monopoly before Tony and Pepper going to bed, and then eventually Sam and Natasha left too, leaving you to gaze out the window before deciding to go to sleep and rest up.

You were halfway to your room when you suddenly stopped in your tracks and turned around completely, going to Bucky's and Steve's room, to sleep there instead. You opened the door and walked inside the darkened room, walking slowly through the opened space up to where their bed was. Their heady scent permeated the air and made you calm down a bit, but you still felt off.

So you walked to their dresser and pulled out a pair of Bucky's grey sweatpants and one of Steve's white shirts and put them on, the air in the room was cold, making goosebumps bloom all over your skin while you were getting ready for bed, but once the clothed where on you you ran up to the bed, and pulled the covers over you as fast as you could, letting the warm comforter keep the cold outside.

You nestled on one of the pillows and pulled the covers snugly against you, to pretend that they had their warm bodies pressed to yours, that didn't seem to work all that well, but it helped in calming down your heavy breathing and rapid heart, the remnants of the beginning of a panic attack leaving a sour taste in your mouth, still worried about them going out on this mission, despite the comfort of their smell surrounding you.

Sleep didn't come easy that night, or the next ones after that. It kept eluding you, always in the corner of your mind, vanishing once you got close enough, making you chase it until the first sun lights broke over the horizon.

They were radio silent, and that meant you had no idea where they were or if they were still alive, the only thing you knew, was that you knew nothing at all. The others couldn't tell you anything about their mission, and after only getting silence for an answer you decided to retreat once again to their room and stay there, only leaving occasionally to go to the common kitchen and get something to eat.

The hours dragged on, and the days blended in on themselves, making every waking moment feel like torture. Your heavy heart constantly constricting whenever the rest of the team got news, but sinking into the pit of your stomach when they couldn't discuss them with you.

Part 5

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Welcome To The Pack: Have To Get Them Back

Summary- 11.7k Alpha!Steve x You. Tony is being pressured by the council to share information about The Mountain Pack. Steve and You strengthen more of your bond, even through all the mayhem happening. Sam comes with news of an unwanted presence in the town nearby. Natasha has to get them out of Pierces hold, before it's to late.  Warnings- Smut, oral, some dominating attitude. Violence. 

A/N- Thank you all so much for your interest in this series. I really hope you all continue to enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing it. Happy Howling from the Wolves. 🐺❤ 

A/N- Just another shout out to a similar fic from Imanuglywombat called Hungry Like The Wolf that you can find in the link. They do have similarities, and she is aware of them. I highly suggest going to read, cause it's such a wonderful story.  Moodboard made by @autumnrose40

Chapter Four / Pack Masterlist

 “Brock, you know that little town you are so fond of. Your old stomping grounds? I got a package there that needs picking up. Mmmhm, sure you can rough up a little, but she best be getting to me all in one piece, I may need her intact.” Pierce scrolled through Bucky”s phone, pausing on a picture that was in his text messages. “Of course, regular payment due upfront. Take a look at my selection. Perhaps you and Alanna find something your partial to. Excellent, see you then.” Hitting end, Pierce set his phone down and continued leering at the picture on Bucky’s phone, the pretty face staring back at him had no idea who was coming for her.

And that gave him a sick satisfaction. Selling off Bucky to Hydra was already satisfying enough, but to let the White Wolf know he also had his girl and there was nothing the man or animal could do about it. Well, it was good having all the power.  

     Tony arrived back home with Pepper, and although his pack lived just outside of New York City, the actual city was still home, and taking a deep inhale, he and his wolf rumbled happily in a much calmer state. This is where Tony was Alpha, he hated being out of his element, and that weight slid off Tony’s shoulders. He would never leave is given the option at this point. Pepper who shouldered her bag, slid up beside him, rubbing her cheek into her mate's shoulder. “Better now Tony, now that we're home?”

“Am I that easy to read? Guess I best be working on that.” The Alpha smirked as they passed wolves who worked in the compound, greeting them once in a while before returning to there own private quarters. Tony hadn't even had a chance to set there overnight bags on the bed when an AI fondly called Friday piped up.

~Councilman Ross on the phone Sir~

“Tell him to fuck off Friday, we just got back,” Tony said nonchalantly as he opened the bag, and Pepper laughed in the background, hearing him from the living room. Pulling out a suit, he smacked at some wrinkles with his hand to straighten them out, and set it aside, reaching for Peppers dress she wore yesterday. “Dry Cleaners with the red number Pep?” 

“Yes Tony, send that suit to.” She called back, still ignoring that Ross was on the phone.

~He claims it's urgent Sir~

“Hmmm, Tell him I said I'm not in and leave a message after the beep... BEEEP.” Tony handed off some stuff to be hung to Pepper who came in, going into there large walk in closet. “I got this Alpha, he's not going to stop till you see what he wants.”

“I regret ever letting myself getting talked into this shit.” The Alpha cursed, and Pepper was inclined to agree. Ever since the Council decided Tony would be the leading face of passing on the new laws, it had become a nightmare for them. Pepper nuzzled him as he walked into his office grumbling under his breath. Her Wolf whining for here mate, and she could feel her bond ache to go to him. Rubbing at the side of her neck where Tony had just renewed there bite before going to the Mountain Packs home, she eased her wolf to calm, promising she would get to spend time with him soon. Pepper smiled thinking about there bonding. Through the bond her Wolf could go to his when they were close. It was easing to her as well as him, there bond strong still after all this time. “Soon Love soon, let him finish business first.” 

“Okay Friday, patch him through.” Tony went into the adjourning office located off the bedroom, and plopped in a spinning chair, the phone soon buzzing on his desk. “Ross, pleasant surprise you blowing up my phone as soon as Pepper and I return. Like you are spying on me or something.” The Stark Wolf snarled at that, licking his muzzle with a promise. 

<If he is, we will take it out of his hide.>

Tempting isn't it, bite right in that haunch Beast and he be walking in circles the rest of his life. 

That made the Wolf huff in laughter. 

There was a gruff muffled voice on the end that snapped back. “Cut it out Stark, I wanted to hear the condition of the Mountain Pack you just returned from.”

“More like you want to know if Steve Rogers will be going after Pierce? He should, I would if a wolf came up on my borders with that story.” Tony turned to his computer, signing in. “From what I was told about the girl, Pierce did some pretty terrible things, as we ALREADY know. I given you all of Starks finest intelligence equipment, free of charge might I add. Nice tax write off though.” Tony, intentionally being snarky, Ross has a way of getting under the man's skin, it was only a favor to be a prick right back.    

“Exactly, Story. He's gonna knot the bitch and claims that this Pack War will be for her honor. We are this close to getting to Hydra through Pierce and Rogers is going to mess it up. Rogers is getting too powerful with the size of his pack. Why we need him to willingly sign these Pack Accords that you are supposed to be softening him up to. How's that going?” Ross asked over the phone and Tony rubbed at his beard, thinking about it. 

“You should know Rogers is never ever going to sign anything that is going to take away his control over his wolves. You know he's never cared for the Council in the first place, he is just following along for now to keep peace among the Packs. As soon as it starts to go against his values, he's going to refuse. The Accords I can already tell you are not going to be something he just 'goes along with.’”    

If they retaliate and refuse, half the other packs in the area will as well. We are this close Stark to having this all under control and peace among the packs. Convince him, you said you would.” Ross snarled at him. 

“I believe Ross, I said I would try. Speaking of under control, Why are you all still waiting to close down on Pierce? from the evidence you've shown me, you have more than enough to strip him of Alpha status.” Tony growled, recalling emails from earlier in the week. The images making him take a deep breath through his nose to calm the rage his wolf was feeling at there lost brothers and sisters hanging off the wall.

“Bigger Fish Tony. We want to take out the Hydra Clan, then we need Pierce. Why Rogers can't fuck it up. Why I need you to do your job Stark. ”

Like I have any power over Steve.

<Making him submit to us will be a battle.>

Oh don't I fucking know it. 

     You laid under Steve’s heavy rocking body with his hand hand firmly grasped around the back of your neck, keeping you firmly pressed down against the boards of the dock. Your fingers curled into the edge of the wood, digging your nails in as he thrust his cock harder into your aching cunt. You pressed back to, as much as you had the mind to. It was hard to stay focused when the Alpha was grunting against your ear, nuzzling your neck and biting on your shoulder to hold you in place, not that his weight pressing against your back and the solid deck underneath you wasn't doing a good job of keeping you pinned already.

You had woken up curled around him, the two of you never even made it back up to the house after your swim. Steady strokes drifted you both back to the deck and Steve grasped your waist to push you up onto the deck, and you slipped up enough to sit on the edge, next to you Steve braced his hands against the wood and pulled himself up to, sitting next to you. Your wolves both had enough control that the human shyness over nudity simply didn't exist. “You know any of them Steve?” You asked as you leaned back, pointing up to the wild night above you. 

The Alpha looked up and he to eased back, hands behind his head, studying them. “Not the proper names, no. As kids, Buck and I would come swim at night to when it was hot. We would float out the middle of the water and make out own up. Like that one there... “ He pointed out a cluster that you knew to be the big dipper, delving into a ridiculous story you knew only a child's mind could come up with. You shifted over closer, and his arm stretched out so you to had a cushion on his bicep. Your eyes felt heavier and soon closed, listening to the Alphas deep lilting tone. Your Little Wolf stretched out to, this here, sleeping outside under the stars was new for both of you, at least since you yourself was a child. It never felt more right behind curled up to Steve’s side. 

<Our Little One is passed out Steve.> The Large Silver Wolf yawned, sleepy himself as he laid his muzzle on top of his stretched out paws, still vigilant with the occasional twitch of his nose, or ears roving back and forth for anything other then the occasional bird call or peepers on the lakes edge. 

We will let her sleep, she seems really relaxed out here with us. Steve glanced down, your features soft and a sigh from you made you shift in closer, hiking your leg over his and sliding from his bicep to his shoulder. 

And when you woke up to the sun warming your face and Steve’s arm hitched around you with him asleep beside you, the fire was back in your belly, leaving your wolf whining in need as she to stirred awake, panting in your heat. Steve stirred next to you feeling you flinch, the tip of his nose wiggling in his sleep to catch sent of your arousal, When blue eyes shot open, yellow tinged with a soft growl, warning any who might be nearby to stay away. “Mine” was all he was able to say, caught up in your scent, you welcomed him without hesitation, knowing he would be able to sate the need. Rumbles between plucks of his teeth and tongue along your body, his fingers spreading your thighs apart and bringing you high in the morning breaking over the lake. Your moans seemed louder out in the open space then in the confines of his bed, leaving you quick clenching and cumming all over his hand. But that was not enough, in your heat you needed the knot.

Which he was working towards, your cunt fluttered when he flipped you to your stomach and he lined his cock up to your dripping needing cunt. You hissed at his intrusion, arching your backside more and fluttered around his cock pounding into you, and his arms wrapped around you, a hand grasping into your waist to plunge you back to meet him. You couldn't keep quiet, not that you tried being taken apart by Steve. Steady ah ah ah and moans rippling through you intermingled with Steves grunts and growls, his hot breath against your neck. He had already sent you over several times, shaking in his hold as he would slow down to ride you through it, only to speed back up when you came back, wriggling your ass into his groin. Here he had you aching from them, but his words met your ear, and you submitted to him once more. “Your so close Little One, one more, and I will knot you.”

One more orgasm, that was all you had to give after the others, and your toes curled, giving something between a cry of his name and a howl falling from you as your body locked, milking his cock, Steve shifted, releasing the hold on the back of your neck and moving his arm from around your hips, both hands clasped over the top of yours that was also gripping the edge of the wood. Shifting himself to drape over your back and his strokes were deep and claiming, looking to reach his orgasm to flood both of your systems with satisfaction. Steves ankles locked over yours and you could only submit for him again, your orgasms still riddling your body when his load filled you, immediately his knot swelling and making you yelp at the pressure.

“Shhh, relax Little One, it's all over now.” his tongue sliding behind your ear, leaving his scent which washed over you and you softened feeling his weight caging you. Was it really all over? You were beginning to think it wasn’t. Never really all over. The both of you sinking into the sensation, his chest crushed against your back, both of you giving harsh pants. Steve whispering against the hollow of your neck and shoulder. “Can't get enough of you Little One, you feel so good.” Soon the knot loosened, and you whimpered at the loss feeling, and even more so when he pulled out, kissing down your back till he got to your ass, biting a cheek firmly before moving to a kneel behind you and you rolled, pushing yourself to sit up, stretching.

“Think anyone saw us?” You chuckled softly, glancing around, as your Little Wolf snickered in amusement, you shifting over closer to Steve, whos eyes crinkled in the corners, snorting in laughter himself, and giving a shake of his head. “Not unless anyone is walking the beach, and I don't see or smell anyone down there. The only other cabin down this close to the water is Buck's, and he's with Natasha right now.” The two of you pushed up to a stand and headed to the stairs to get back to his homes back deck. Steve was quick to reach down and grab his pants he ditched last night, and following along behind you into his bedroom.

You disappear into the hallway, and he can hear you shuffling into the spare bedroom, looking for clothing.

<Why don't you just have her move her items in here> The Wolf yawned out, stirring itself in Steve’s mind and Steve faltered a bit, pulling out a pair of slacks and tee shirt.

Cause she still needs her own space. I'm just helping her pass her heat right now.

<For having your mate so damn close and you being this pack's Alpha. You're pretty fucking thick-headed sometimes.> The Wolf scented the air. <Smell that? She's carrying your scent now. Any wolf will know she belongs to you., even without the official mating bond. These human restrictions you put on yourself is bullshit.> Steve growled at himself as he grabbed a belt and looped it through, heading in towards the kitchen where he heard you, and he couldn't help but smirk a bit. You got cravings during your heats. Just like before, you were searching into cupboards and following the tip of your wriggling nose, picking something up and sniffing it, before shoving it back away. White teeth pulling at your pink bottom lip, your hair now piled on top of your head in a mess of a bun, and you managed to find a pair of shorts as well as a tank top before going on your mission for sustenance.

Okay, I will ask her if what she wants to do. You might not like the answer.

The Wolf flicked his tail as if brushing Steve off, tilting his head as he watched you as well.

“What are you searching for Little One?” Steve questioned as he opened the fridge to grasp a carton of orange juice, and you twisted when you smelled something there, your eyes narrowing. Steve opened the fridge further and you made a beeline for the fridge, searching for something, speaking as you glanced over what was in there. “This right here Steve.” Pulling out a bottle, Steve snorted and arched a brow.

“Maple Syrup?”

You opened the jar and inhaled deeply, breaking out in a grin yourself and nodding. Even your Little Wolf was excited, spinning in circles at it. “Yup, I'm thinking French Toast... or pancakes? What would you rather have?” Steve seemed to think about it before reaching in for a carton of eggs, and the milk.

“French Toast, my mother used to make it with a bit of cinnamon, and Darling you make it the same way, you're my new favorite wolf here.” Steve teased, and you couldn't help the heat racing up your neck, tingling most delightfully, you ended up squeezing your thighs, recalling how he said he couldn't get enough of you earlier. His praises of you were as much as rush as feeling him firmly claiming you. Your Little Wolf didn't miss the opportunity to point it out either of course.

<Hmmm, looks like he wants to keep you around after all Y/N> teasing and the back of your neck tingled, making you rub at it.

We’re just teasing each other. He’a helping me out. 

<Sure he is, and I’m a pure-breed poodle. Go ahead, tease back. What's the point of being with your Alpha if you can't have some fun.> The Little Wolf encouraged, nudging at you. The wolf had a point, you bit at your lip and decided to play along.

“Well, Handsome, your certainly my favorite wolf here.” You winked at him while grabbing the eggs and cracking them one at a time. The Alpha slid up behind you, his hands sliding just under your tank top to bare skin, and letting the tip of his nose tracing along the curve of your neck, inhaling your warmth deeply. His Wolf was right, interlaced with your honeysuckle warmth was his own, fresh pine and masculine, intermingling. Fuck it went straight to his head in a rush, as well as his cock that pressed into your ass. Closing his eyes to appreciate the sensations sliding over him, it was so different then the lust he’s felt with others and right. Like how the fuck has he been missing this all this time? Steve never wanted it to end. Even his own Wolf seemed to fall into a trance, deep inhales filling his lungs with the warm scent of you was enough to make him growl softly. The slight brush of his beard along the hollow of your shoulder and neck meeting made you shiver in his hands. He liked that, liked being able to draw that out of you.

Steve nipped just lightly in that spot that was red from his beard and pulled away, digging for a frying pan when he went to the stove. “Doll, me the favorite? Wait till I tell Sara.” You whisked the dredge with quick flick of your wrist and snorted at him, sticking out your tongue. “Do that, and I will deny every word.” You let the whisk settle and went to a spice rack, looking through it for his requested cinnamon. Steve clicked on the stovetop and rolling the frying pan after he put some butter in it to melt, he set it back down over the heat and went over, reaching around you to grab the McCormick bottle, handing it to you.

“Thank you, Alpha wanted to make sure I still keep my top-ranking status of the pack by making proper cinnamon french toast.” You claimed while sprinkling it on, and setting aside to add more later. Steve stepped aside when you came over, bowl and loaf of bread in hand. “Your welcome Little One, even if you broke my heart earlier.”  

“I'm sure I will be able to make it up to you later.” You retorted as you pulled out a pile of bread and tossed a couple of slices in the dredge before putting them in the pan. Your hand was held out and Steve stated at it a moment before looking back at you with an arched brow. “Good Sir, I require... a spatula. And a fork. Cause I like to have options.” Laughing, Steve pushed off the counter and dug into the drawers, bringing out what you had asked for. You turned down the heat to stop them from burning, quick to get them out, and start another. These simmered slower, and Steve again moved behind you. This time you leaned back against his chest, feeling very relaxed. Comfortable.

A whole new sensation for you with any Wolf. All those from the past that tried to be intimate in any way made you lash out and push away, Steve though was different. His fingers were searing trails of warmth along your skin, and the soft touches on your neck had you arching for more, you didn't want him to stop. Even in your regular moments, the heat was not making you insane with needing to be fucked, he still managed to make a coil in your belly ache and want to whine for me. You could feel him scenting you again, huffs flowing along your shoulder and neck, that soft claiming growl, this time he didn't pull away and you didn't try to make him stop. Kissing on your neck, and his fingers digging into your waist.

“Do you want me to stop?” His lips traced these words against your thudding pulse and you shook your head slightly, dropping the spatula and clicking off the stove top. When Steve heard that click, he twisted you to face him and easily lifted you to sit on the counter. “No Alpha, don't you dare stop.” Your eyes widened and legs spread as you fisted your hand into Steve’s tee-shirt, pulling him forward into you, leaning into his expansive hard chest slightly so your lips fit against his own. At first, it was exploring slips of the tongue along a bottom lip, a press at the seam, parting for more, your hands sliding into his hair, and tugging it, making him growl into the kiss.

You didn't want this play to stop, your Little Wolf issuing her growl that slipped from you as you bit on his bottom lip, sucking on it with a lifted gaze from under your lashes. Harder fingers dug into your thighs, jerking you to the edge of the counter so you had to wrap around his waist to keep from tipping to the floor, breasts crushing into the hard planes of his chest, the two of you continued trying to overtake the others kiss, this time you didn't submit to what he wanted, not until he grabbed the hair piled at the back of your neck and tipped your head back to expose your neck.

Steve's lips latched to that tender spot that left your gasping, now he was winning this. Steve could feel you sinking further into him, and right at this second, he was willing to play a little dirty. Rocking your body against himself, your gasp and whimper playing with the mix of your arousal flooding the air, it became Steve’s new goal to have you like this as frequently as possible. A swipe of his tongue over your mouth and tipping down to your collarbone, he was this close to tugging off that tanktop of yours when the sounds of “Trouble Man" filled the room. Your hands braced against his chest when he growled and his forehead leaned against yours, breathing in deeply the intermingled scents while trying to calm down.

“You should answer that?” You questioned, smoothing your hands against his chest and shifting back to give him some room. Right as you said that, there was a knock on the door, and Steve let his hands slide along your thighs, straightening up with an apologetic look. “How about you finish the french toast Little One.” He said softly, grasping your hips gently and helping you slide down. Another bang against the door made Steve bark out. “Just a minute Sam.”

“Well hurry it up, man,” Sam grumbled and you clicked the stove back on, Steve nipped gently at the back of your neck and made his way to the front door. The Wolf huffed out in annoyance, and Steve did his best to calm his thoughts, not agitate the beast.

<Sam is the most annoying Beta you have, and that is including Bucky.>

Bucky’s not technically a Beta even though he chooses to act like one. Steve pointed out, as he opened the door, and Sam, hands in his jacket pockets sighed. “We got a problem, Steve, down in town.”

As Steve stepped outside onto the front deck, the Wolf again growled.

<He did this on purpose. Knew you were enjoying yourself for once. We should bite him.>

Down Fido Down... Steve teased his Wolf while arching a brow at Sam. “What's going on in the village that has anything to do with us, Sam?”

“Sara was running some errands when she passed what looks like a crime scene. She scented him, Steve. Brock. He was there, and now this girl is missing.

“Well, what the fuck does he want with a girl?” Steve growled, half to himself, racking his brain to think of a connection. Rumlow had disliked the humans, tried to keep the pack away from them as much as possible, the grounds completely closed off to them. Started years of wild rumors in town that they were a bunch of compound junkies, conspiracy theorists. Steve was just now fixing the damage after all these years opening the logging company, hiring people who were in desperate need of the work. No, it didn't make sense. It was best he went down and saw it all for himself. “Got a truck ready?”

Sam nodded, pulling out a set of keys from his jacket pocket. “Figured you would want to go right away.”

“Yea, let me just go tell Y/N that I'm leaving,” Steve said as he went back out, and Sam didn't say a word, he understood the bond. Where others might say something about Steve now being on a leash, Sam respected the Alphas consideration for his Mate, not quite mate? The way it was supposed to be. He had told Sara the same thing not 10 minutes ago when he was tugging on his jacket.

<Fuck they make it confusing.> the mottled Wolf leaped and stretched his muscles, feeling pent up in the mind. 

You got that right. Sam waited patiently out on the porch, him and Sara knew the second they met they belonged together, it's to bad not everyone has it that easy.

Inside, Steve smelled the French toast with appreciations, just like Mama used to make, and You were just taking the last slice out of the pan, when he said your name out loud, making you look over your shoulder. “Just in time Alpha, they are already for your inspection.”

“I have to leave, but save me some, and I will eat them when I come back?” He hoped you wouldn't be to upset, you look to the plate in your hand and giving a shrug. “You can have them when you come back then Steve, it's not a big deal. Is everything okay though?” You asked, setting the plate down on the counter. You could feel your wolf perk up, the tip of her nose twitching. His heavy arousal scent has fallen away, and she whined a bit at his tone.

Quiet, you're distracting me.

<Whatever happened, he doesn't like it and it's made him nervous.> Her ears going flat, and you took notice of it as well.

“Looks like an old pack member, the old Alpha might have something to do with a missing person case in the village. I want to go make sure it is him first before doing anything about it. I ran him off a few of years ago, and isn't allowed back in this area. And that includes the town, it's an extended piece of our property. Just gonna go confirm it, see if we can't figure out what is going on.” Steve couldn't help but touch you, reaching over and his hand brushed knuckles along your neck, revealing the softness of your skin. The Wolf rumbled with appreciation, both their eyes falling to a close, and your hand lifted to take his, nodding with a firmness.

“Then you better go, Steve. We will be here, waiting for when you get back.” It didn't pass Steves notice the 'we', they both wanted to stay and wait for him, and that support alone made it easier for him to get back to the task at hand. Steve couldn't help but feel grateful at just how easy you made this. Grabbing his coat, he stepped out, down the stairs he went and headed to the garage. Sam a step just behind him, not saying a word. Steve couldn't help but make the comparisons from you to his ex. Alanna would have guilted him, made him feel bad for leaving her company so abruptly because of pack business. You, well fuck you encouraged him to go.

His Wolf shook out his fur, flexing, preparing for anything to happen. <How it should be.>

Agreed, now let us go see what our old acquaintance has done this time.

<Next time we run across him, he shouldn't be fucking walking away.>

Don't worry, he won't be. I won't make that same mistake twice.

You stepped out onto the deck and watched the two men heading away, your Little Wolf nuzzling in your mind, sighing as she watched.

I wonder if this is tied to Pierce in some way? It can't be..., right? Why would he want a human woman?

<I don't know, it is weird that this happened with everything else going on.>

Exactly... You sighed, wrinkling your nose that you could have even possibly brought misfortune to another's doorstep. Sara came up the steps quietly, watching Steve and Sam as well pull out of the garage and head up the road out of sight. You could smell her distress, and you turned to her, nudging her shoulder with yours.

“How about a cup of coffee? I bet Steves got a nip of Brandy we could add to it. It's five o clock somewhere.” You offered and Sara grinned grateful, breaking through her distress. “Plus I made french toast? Have you had breakfast yet?” 

“Oh hell he does, you haven't raided his liquor cabinet yet?” Sara eased at your offer, and the two women escaped back inside, steering the conversation from what Sara came across, your goal to relax her, so what if you got her buzzed at 8 am.

     Sam and Steve followed the flow of cars that like any small town, were trying to be inconspicuous while driving past the crime scene. Of course, the line of car’s weren't, and it was easy to see the flashing lights from far off in the distance till the two wolves rolled up on the scene. It was just a small little out of the way house. Cozy would be the way Steve would describe it. A beat-up Jeep in the driveway, as well as a couple of police cars. Parking the car, Steve and Sam made their way into the crowd of people being held back by the yellow line. Try as Steve might, he couldn't pick up any useful scent, sight, or sound. There were just too many people around, speculating what happened. It was enough to have his Wolf shaking his head in irritation, too much information slamming him at once. Steve didn't have the time to sort it for what he was looking for.

A single look to Sam broke the two of them out of the crowd and the walked down the street a way till they cut through an abandoned houses yard, cutting into the back. Quietly the two men went into a stand of trees and ran parallel along people's backyards till they came to the one that had the mayhem in the front. The back though, emptied. Short of a couple of officers dusting a back door handle. The two of you stayed just out of sight, observing. And Steve was able to catch snippets of everything. The woman's scent was subtle, clean laundry, and coffee. He frowned a bit to himself, trying to recall where he knew it from.

And sure enough, Brocks was wildly aggressively strong. There was no doubt he was here, and he used brute anger to get what he wanted. The detectives discussed possibilities for how he broke in. The door was wrenched and the detectives brought up the suggestion that he rammed the door with something. Yea, his shoulder... Steve knew it wouldn't have taken much effort for Rumlow to force his way inside, but why?

Once the detectives went inside, Sam and Steve cautiously made their way into the backyard and getting closer to the deck, Sam pulled up first, a gasp escaping his lips. “Well... I think we have our answer, Steve.”

“What do you-"

<Steve, Bucky... It's faint, a few days old now. But it's all over the place here.>

So, this is where the White Wolf comes at night. 

“I think your right, Sam. Come... Let's get out of here, we have enough.” Turning, much less quiet and subtle then last time they left, jogging till they reached the truck, and Steve yanked out his phone from his back pocket and started to call Bucky, the rings over and over making him curse.

“I got a bad feeling Steve.” Sam starting the truck, peeled out, and Steve glanced at him, still holding the phone to his ear. “Fucking hell, me to Sam. Bucky texted me last night and called me Alpha.”

“Well fuck man, that be your first clue.” Sam quickly turned on the road that led them home, anxious now to get back to Sara and the rest of the pack. Steve contemplated trying Natasha and sent her a text to hoping she would get it. Both he and the Wolf were growling softly in agitation, worry for there packmates safety.

“I thought the same thing when I read it, I should have pushed further,” Steve admitted to Sam as they pulled in. A few howls went up to announce there return. When Steve still hadn't heard back from Bucky or Natasha, he wasn't taking any more chances. Not now. Boots thudding up the wooden steps, Steve twisted to look at Sam. “Get everyone together in the center field, pack meeting. And send our best tracking team we have to go pick up Brocks trail” Sam nodded and went to do as he was told.

<Wish you had Clint back from Tony, the Archer is the best we have.>

Trust me, I wish Clint was back as well... I should have had him come back with Nat. Steve sighed as he reached for the door.

Going inside, Steve found Sara and You giggling over your coffee mugs, it was a sight he wished he was coming home to with better circumstances, feeling his Wolf settle back in when You were in sight, he approached you two. Your face lifted from where it had been caught up in the laughter, and seeing him it seemed to break into a wider grin.

“How did it all go?” You ask. Sliding your cup over to him and winking. “Its got a little extra to it Alpha, looks like you could use it.” You ripped at a piece of cold french bread and dipped it in the maple syrup you had between you and Sara, the other woman doing the same thing. “What did you put in this? It's amazing.” Sara exclaimed and you flashed a grin at Steve. 

“Why, it's the cinnamon. Family secret though, don't tell anyone.” You played as if it was this big deal and Steve snorted a bit at you. 

Lifting to sniff at it, he took a large swallow, smirking when he saw what you meant, the Brandy burning its way down in that most perfect of ways. “Sara, Sam is going around gathering up everyone for a meeting, can you go help him?”

A flash crossed her face and bit her lip. “Uh, sure... Thanks for the company Y/N.” She embraced you before leaving. Once Sara left, you grabbed her mug and rinsed it out. Debating if you should ask again for an explanation or not. You didn't dare push the Alpha, but Steve’s blue eyes warmed watching you, but his look of worry had not left his face. You set the cup aside and turned back to him. “Steve... What's wrong?”

“There looks like an abduction down in town, and checking out the area, Bucky’s scent is all over it like he's been staying there. Now he's not answering any texts, last night when I was out on the porch, an odd one was sent to me, I honestly don't think it was him.” In Steve’s mind the Wolf growled in agreement, knowing his packmate. “We have to go get him, Bucky has to know the woman was taken. Whatever she is to him, he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if Rumlow hurt her.” Steve was swirling the coffee in the mug when it all changed, the sharp tang of fear slicing through the space between you two like he could cut it through the knife. His gaze shot up to see you shivering, wide-eyed.

“Little One, what's wrong?” He pushed off the counter and came around, just as he reached for you, you stuttered out. “Rumlow? Like Brock Rumlow?Steve, you have to get that girl back, before its too late.”

     Natasha was observant, very observant. Through the night and well into the day, she watched the guards sloppy work. They only came in two at a time in a room with several wolves, their weapons of choice. Fucking tasers. It would be easy to overpower them.

<Ridiculously easy, these people are way to fucking confident in themselves.>

Lucky us then huh. Natasha quipped, the Wolf pacing back and forth, ready for some action. We're fighting enough to get Bucky and whoever wants to come with us out. This is an extraction mission only. Natasha firmly reminded her Wolf. The Wolf agreed, ready to get the hell out of this place.

Kat, who seemed to attach herself to Natasha, piped up. “Where do you come from? You smell nothing like our pack.”

“From further North. My Alpha heard of all this, had to be sure.” Natasha winced looking around, they all seemed okay and used to it, but she was aching for the freedom again, get out of four trapping walls.  Kat’s eyes widened hearing Natasha. “A wolf reached our packs borders, and Steve, my Alpha, couldn't just let something like this continue.”

“He cared enough to check it all out?” The woman asked, and Natasha nodded, tilting her head in her response. “He doesn't buy his partners?” 

“Of course, this isn't right Kat, none of it. Selling off Wolves to the highest bidder, it's vile. We're supposed to be free, make our own choices in mates. Mutual pairing off, no one is supposed to by another.” Natasha stressed that this just wasn't normal.

Kat seemed to withdraw, lost in her thoughts. Shocked even it seemed to Natasha, and that just made her wonder further how long had any of them been stuck here, thinking this was the way it was supposed to be.

“You said a Wolf came to your border? Who was it?”

“Her name is Y/N, our Alpha took her into his home to recover.”

“She escaped? I thought Pierce finally sold her or killed her. She has come back so many times, it was just a matter of time before it was her end.”

A click of the door signaled the return of the guards, this time bringing in a cart of food. Natasha slipped away from Kat, eyeing them up and down. Huge brutes, but she was confident in her abilities. <Now or never?> The Red Wolf flexed her muscles confidentially. 

The bigger they are, the harder they fall after all. She considered, approaching them. A slight sway to her hips caught one of the wolves attention, the man's eyes roaming her up and down. “Sweetheart, I know you’re new here, and fuck it all, you are tempting, but that ain't getting you nowhere. My bitch would take my balls off If I stick my dick in you.”

“As if I would let you get that far.” Natashas face went from sweet and hopefully to a snarl when she attacked, her knee jerking up into his crotch, the man's eyes watering as he doubles over with a cry of pain and surprise, she grabbed the sides of his head, and smashed his forehead against her upraised knee, making him fall in a crumble.

“Bitch!” The other lunged at her, and this time that taser was crackling in a threat, but she was ready for that as well, twisting out of his reach in time. When his arm shoved past her, narrowly missing her, she swore she could feel the electricity from the device in the air. This wolf stupidly looked around in surprise, but Natasha was already behind him, well out of this reach with the taser, and not giving him the chance to whip around. A firm grasp against the collar of his shirt whipped him back to land on the floor and a kick to his hand sent the taser skittering across the room, another stomp of her foot across his head, he to was out.

In all this mayhem, the others watched shocked. Natasha straightened, looking at them as they circled around, confusion heavy in the air. Tossing a thumb over her shoulder to the open door. “I'm the fuck out of here, anyone that wants to come, feel free to.” Without waiting to see who followed, she stepped out and glanced around. Empty. The hallway had no one, and her nose lifted in the air, searching for any sign of her companion. Taking a chance, she darted to the right, aware of the few people that followed her. Coming up to a corner in the hall, she stalled and pressed her back up against the wall, looking around it before ducking back around out of sight.

Kat sidled up to her and pointed to a door that led to the outside. But Natasha shook her head. “I came with another, I need to find him first.” Kat looked over her shoulder, thinking when another piped up. “I know where they will keep him. Go left.” The group waited, and as soon as it was clear again, they darted once more. This time the stranger took the lead, weaving back and forth between the doors, coming to an abrupt stop, Natasha coming up next to him and inhaling deeply.

Bucky.

Pushing the door open, the male burst in, and again Natasha couldn't believe they didn't have someone here with him. In the middle of the room and chained Bucky was slumped on his knees, his shaggy head lifting. Eyes red-rimmed and pale, the collar was resting heavily around his neck. “Nat? You gotta get out of here and back to Steve.” He shifted himself up, hand bracing against the floor.

Natasha rushed over and cupped his face, then her fingers slipped between his neck and collar, searching it. “You know that would only happen when fucking hell freezes over Buck.” She snapped her teeth slightly at him, her fingers just tracing the smooth metal, cursing. “Where the fuck is the catch in this? Kat, do you know how this works?”

Bucky tipped his head up to Kat when she came panting in the room, fear riddling her body with adrenaline, making the White Wolf growl in aggression, still chained to the point he couldn't move freely, the chains threatening to choke the White Wolf in Buckys mind. “Yea, you have to find the seam.” She took over where Natasha had been, talking to herself under her breath just loud enough for Bucky to hear. “They are coming any second, any second....” Giving a tug to slide the collar around, Bucky's gaze turned back to Natasha.

“You should just get them out of here, NOW. You don't have time for this.”

“We don't leave anyone behind Barnes.”

A triumphant squeak and the collar fell off, Bucky and the White Wolf free. Bucky stretched up to a stand working the kinks out, and he assessed the rest of the group, his White Wolf shaking heavily, alert now. From out in the hallway, the escapee left to watch the hallway ducked his head in. “Someone saw us and backtracked. The alarm will be issued any second now.” Sure enough from outside a howl started, Natasha cocking her head to listen. “Yup, we gotta go now. Once we reach the outside, we all have to shift and break for the woods. It's the only way we can outrace them.” Filling out of the room, some wolves rounded the corner and the group went the opposite way. “You going to be able to shift?” Natasha asked as they bolted towards an exit.

“Just get us out of here Nat. He's ready.” Bucky hissed and brought up the rear, all of them were temporarily blinded as they burst out the exit into the light, and wolves chasing from behind, others coming right at them, clothes got yanked off, moving as fast as they could to shift before the converging groups reached them. A shot rang out and the woman next to Natasha went down with a roll of the eyes, spinning to land in a heap. The dart they used injecting her with enough drugs to knock her out. “Fuck" Natasha hissed and let the wolf take over the shift. Fur and bones flashing into a new form, someone made a grab as her ruff to haul her back, and she turned on him, sinking her fangs into his forearm. Ripping through tendons and muscle, she clamped her jaw harder till she felt a snap of bone, a scream of agony and a burst of blood staining her canines.

Ripping away from her downed victim, she sprinted after the others, Bucky tangling with another wolf, Natasha sprang on the attackers back, knocking them off balance and Bucky lunged for the neck, spurts of blood covering the pristine fur long enough to feel the panic that flooded the wolf. Nat slipped of the downed wolf’s back and bounded along with Bucky towards the woods. Natasha didn't dare leave him, his limp slowing him down slightly. The others ducked and dodged another shot given, and another wolf down, the dart having worked itself into his system. The remainder of the group, with Natasha and Bucky urging them forward, continued hauling themselves as fast as they could into the dense forest.

They wouldn't be alone for long. The howls were coming from all around them, Natasha spinning around trying to pinpoint it, and the large White Wolf nudges her to keep them going. The remaining three were cowering together in a panic, ears all flattened and fur bristling. If they stayed like this for long, their fear would make them immobile. The sound of motors sounded nearby, trucks going into the road in case they split out of the woods, and heavy tires tearing into the ground the forest ground as well, the acrid screaming metal and burning gasoline scent drifting to them. Four Wheelers. Probably so they could be darted and hauled back out of the woods. Natasha whisked her tail and snapped at the overwhelmed wolves, trying to snap the group out of there fear. Bucky plowed his muzzle into one's ribs hard and pushed them off the forest floor, setting them back into motion.

Snapping out of it, the female he had pushed, realizing it was Kat, started to tug at another, pulling him out of his trance, and Natasha bullied the other into moving. The border no longer was all that far, other wolves joined in, the pack starting to get circled by others, surrounded, trying to cut them off and turn them around. Wolves ducked in close, snapping at the escaped group, but never fully attacking them. Nearby the roar of the four-wheelers blocked out all other sounds. They were mobbed, a flow of wolves overtaking them, biting at their haunches and roars of rage and snapping jaws from the small group threatened the pack wolves back. 

Natasha was trying to twist out of ones hold trying to yank her away from the group, when she slammed herself into the ground, flipping around and around, till she was on her back, her muzzle grabbing her attacker's chest and back paws scrambling into Wolf's soft gut, Nails cutting into the soft underbelly, nearby to get him to let go of her. One of the other escapees had her throat ripped out, falling limp to the ground, Bucky and Kat were edging closer to the border, trying to hold the others back long enough for Natasha to join them if she could get back to her feet. 

Natasha got hauled up by a black wolf, the one that led her to Bucky, dragging her forward, refusing to leave her behind. Scrambling back to her feet, the two of them ran forward. Bursting over that invisible line, Kat and Bucky right behind them, diving into the thick underbrush, fur being ripped out from the prickers, cuts and scrapes across there faces, but they plowed through regardless, trying to get away from that invisible line just in case the pack tried to cross it.

Pierce's pack pulled back, physically unable to bring themselves to cross the line unless Pierce allowed it, and that was probably the only thing that saved the four wolves making their escape. Streaming through the forests, the four of them stuck together, only separating by a few feet, in case anyone dared cross the line and follow them. There was a warning howl, a promise that this wasn't the end of it and Bucky pulled up, swiveling his ears back and forth, his fur all over his chest matted red and drying. Natasha swung back to him, and brushing up against his side, sniffing the air. No one appeared to be following at the moment.

Breathing out, Natasha knew they needed to hide, and unfamiliar area, the only option she had was taking them back to the motel room she had reserved for the next 2 weeks. Swiping her tongue along the side of Buckys face, relieved they made it out, she loped away in a slower jog, two smaller black wolves obediently followed her. The White Wolf searched with his senses once more and turned to follow along, the hard run making his limp more pronounced as they trekked there way along towards the road, knowing town wasn't far beyond that.

     “Rumlow? Brock Rumlow? Steve, you have to get that girl back before it's too late!” You practically yelled in a panic, and Steve reached out to grasp your waist, and pull you in against him, protective as any Alpha was with his mate. The distress in your voice setting his Wolf off in his mind.

<Hes dead Steve! Dead! I'm spreading his body between here and wherever this pack is.> the wolf raged.

“You know Brock Rumlow?”

“Yes, God Steve HE was who I was supposed to be sold to. Steve, they come about once a month and buy one of us.” You pressed your face into his chest. “He refused me once, said I was too disobedient for a little Bitch. Then Pierce collected me a couple of days before I came here. Told me if Rumlow didn't find me satisfactory, my hide was going on the wall.” Steve's hands flowed up and down your back, letting his nose press against your hair, breathing you in to keep himself calm while trying to ease you. “That girl, he will destroy her. For nothing more then he and his mate will enjoy it.”

Steves jaw locked, he knew it had to be Alanna. It was hard to control the rage firing through him, first that Brock and Alanna thought they could have his mate, even if you weren’t officially his, and second that they were that sick and twisted enough to do God knows what to those wolves. “Were going to get her back Little One. We're gonna go get Bucky and Natasha first. I already have wolves being sent out to pick up Brocks trail.” And under his hands, in his arms, you seemed to relax a bit with his answer.

“Bucky and Natasha, You still haven't heard from them?” You finally lifted your face from Steve’s chest and he nodded, kissing your forehead. “Not yet, they had to get inside intel so little communication, we needed more proof then what you have told me to attack another pack. Between yours, Natasha, and possibly whatever Bucky witness, Pierce can't deny the claims against him or his pack.” You wrinkled your brow, worry lacing your features, hints of fear in your eyes and Steve wanted to take it all away. “I'm going to let everyone know now what's going on, and a collection of us are heading to go get Natasha and Bucky, bring them back home.”

Immediately you piped up. “Then I'm coming with you, Steve.” You ducked out of his hold, heading for the door.

<The hell she is!>

Shut it.

“Y/N, Little One, wait!” Steve moved to cut you off, placing his hand against the door as you tried to open it and you arched a brow. “It's dangerous, and you've have already been through enough.”

“Yes, I have. In the time I've been here, a whole new pack has welcomed me, took me in, Fought for me. Now two of your strongest wolves have infiltrated my nightmare of an old pack. Plus, we don't know each other very well.” Steve couldn't help but snort at that. “But if you're holding a pack meeting, and going with plenty of other wolves, something is wrong Steve.” You challenged him to disagree with anything you said, even your Little Wolf was rumbling at the idea of staying behind. Your body trembled, it took everything you had to defy Steve as every instinct in your body wanted you to do nothing more then flash your neck and give in to his demands.

<Hold it Y/N, don't give an inch.> Your Little Wolf trembled too, her head and tail lifted, wagging it slowly back and forth, refusing to submit.

I'm trying... trust me.

“I'm also in my Heat, it's just starting to back off, but we both know that it doesn't just end.” Inhaling deeply, your eyes closed in appreciation as his heavy scent envelopes you, crisp clear pine tree and iron heat, your eyes slid back open. “And your about to go into your Rut because of it. I can smell it. Steve, there's no way around it. I'm coming with you.”  

Steve ran a hand over his beard, blue eyes boring into your challenging ones taking into consideration all that you said. Removing his hand from his face and placing his palm opposite of where he had held the door closed, caging you in. “Little One, you put me in quite the predicament.” He rumbled out, his jaw clenching, a slight tick in the muscle of his cheek. Letting his nose slide over your cheek, still rumbling from his chest in a possessive manner. “One hand I keep you here safe, you know Its the safest place for you.”

<Agreed> His Wolf worried, knowing Steve wouldn't hold you against her will, but the drive to protect his mate was driving out some of your words for the Wolf. Not Steve though. He quieted his Wolf by stepping in closer, letting his Wolf feel your presence, your touch when your hands braced against his chest. The need to keep You safe overpowering and he huffed in against your skin, your hands sliding up his chest, over his shoulders, and latched around his neck, pulling him in flush against you.

Your to sought out that touch, when you felt teeth nipping against your shoulder, your lips skimmed over his neck, the tip of your tongue against his pulse point with a soft sigh. “Don't leave me behind Steve, I've been caged most of my life.”  

Steve's body clenched, muscles rolling in his shoulders and back as he fisted hands on each side of your head, the Wolf attempting to take control, and the fired need to just be with You, around, inside. It was a need to breed as well as a connection. Dropping his hands to your hips, he held you pinned against him and the door, his mouth claiming yours. Leaving no space between you two, his head tilted expertly to deepen that kiss, leaving your moans filling him, and your head spinning in surprise and lust at the Alpha. It ignited a need in you to, needing more then the feeling of his chest You wanted the skin, the taste, the scent, the sounds of him taking you as his. Your hands dug into his shirt and started to push it up, Steve breaking away from your lips enough to shed his shirt.

There was an urgency in him to get your jeans off, and you helped him as much as possible, wriggling your hips side to side as he worked them down, moving to a kneel in front of you to pull them off. You watched him as his hands grasped your thighs, massaging his hands into the flesh and he kissed over your hips and sunk teeth into the top of your thigh, nudging your legs to open further. “Let me in Little One.” He growled softly, and you pushed your hands into his hair, clutching his longer strands as you eased your legs apart.

“Fuck your beautiful, all of you. Off with this too.” Steve pulled your shirt up and you arched to pull it over your head, ditching it to the floor. Running his hands up and down your side, he grasped your hips, pressing his nose into your cunt and inhaling deeply. The smell of your arousal was the best thing he's ever scented, a swirl in his senses, he growled as his tongue plunged into your cunt, lapping at the slick already there and making you try to arch to your tiptoes, feeling so damn good, almost to good with how he flattened his tongue and laid claim to your arousal. But Steve kept a firm hold, you were his, and there was no getting away from him right now.

You tipped your head back, gasping out at just how good it felt, his fingers flexed into your curves, jerking you closer so his face buried deeper with rumbles vibrating your flesh. “Fuck Steve" You whined, pulling up to press his tongue against your clit, dragging the live wire of bundles enough that you were able to go to your tiptoes, squealing slightly till you lowered once more. 

“So damn good Little One” He bit the inside of your thigh enough to mark it, thick fingers taking place where his tongue had, watching you do all you can to keep from cumming. Stroking your walls, curling his fingers till he felt the reaction he was looking for, the way your walls clutch, a rush of slick. Pushing his shoulder in between your legs, he managed to get you to hook your leg over his shoulder and a hand snaked up your chest, teasing and squeezing a palmful of your breast, you pushed his head back into your cunt. “Finish me, Steve, I need to cum for you.”

Steve went back for more, using his tongue in a way that spiraled you, squeezing around his slick soaked fingers that were stretching you and plunging in, giving you come hither strokes while his tongue swirled around and teased your clit. It was enough to make you fight in his hold, crying his name in a chant. That was just music to Steve's ears, the way your cries almost sounded like the howls on the full moon run, pressing his face into your lower belly listening to you while panting, his erection now a painful reminder of how bad he wanted to be in you. One last swipe of his tongue claiming your arousal as his own, he swept up, dragging your body up to, and instinctively your legs wrap around his lean hips.

“Whos your Alpha Little One?” His teeth snapped lightly against your bottom lip, drawing you back into his mouth, your body rolling against his in a welcoming 'Please'. Your arms lifted around him till you could clutch at his back, anchoring yourself. “You are Alpha, Steve. Do you feel my body cry for you.” Even your neck ached for the bite, the Little Wolf ached for the bite, but that you still held back from that for now, not at all worried he would forget. Steve hadn't given you any reason to not trust him. But the rest of you was begging for him, and he undid his pants enough to line himself up and sunk you onto his cock.

Your head fell to his shoulder, sinking your teeth in as the stretch around him burned, tears springing to your eyes as he felt so much deeper with the way he had you against the door. Steve with a growl, moved you up and down his cock as if you weighed nothing. Large claiming hands burning into your the softest part of your flesh, on the back of your thighs, bouncing you up and down, until Steve felt your legs lock around him, and rolling your hips to match him. “Just like that Little One, so good for me.”  The Alpha let his body take over, rutting into you over and over till you felt nothing but him all over, all around. Lapping a wet streak against your neck with his tongue, pressing in harder like he needed to get lost in you this time. Raw skin a flamed with tingles of friction, sweat dripping from down your hairline to your neck, then between your breasts and Steve’s tongue followed, his own sweat dripping and getting lost in his beard, under your hands that your nails were clutched into, you could feel his heat springing beads of moisture for you palms to wipe away when you raked down his back. The messy sound of his hips slapping into you, grinding, you just felt the howl bubble up in your throat, and a raspy sound escaped as you tipped your head back to bang against the door, locking firmly around Steve in demand for his knot. “Ste-ve, oh I NEED it.” You wriggled against him.   

“I feel you, I got you.” He rumbled into your ear, and as you were cumming, he swelled inside of you, locking himself inside of you. It made you gasp back into his shoulder with a whining pitch, sobbing out as this was the thickest you felt him. “Steve, oh fuck.” The Alpha could feel the way his blood raced, making his veins in his neck strain, his arms wrapping around you to keep you still for him. “Don't fight it Y/N” Wanting so badly to bite you, he pulled away from accessible skin, leaning his forehead against the wood of the door holding her quivering body while he filled her with his cum.

When the swelling started to ease, he trusted himself to look at you and nudges at your neck lightly. “You okay?” easing you off the wall and easing into a nearby couch. You loosened your legs from around him and pried yourself off his chest, taking in a deep breath while you flexed around his cock. Making him give you a playful teasing warning look, and you grinned shyly, downcasting your eyes. “Yes Alpha, better than okay.”

His hands cupped your face, letting his thumbs brush back and forth against the softness, cocking a grin at you. “Looks like I have to thank you for letting me go through my Rut with some relief.” Your eyes shot up wide, and you couldn't help but laugh at him, twisting your face to catch a finger between your teeth, biting lightly in a playful manner. “Your welcome Alpha.” You let go of his finger and he eased you back against his chest, rubbing a hand up and down your back. “Did you think about what I said Steve?”

Tucking your head under your chin, he looked up at the ceiling. His Wolf slowly stirring back from his haze when the mind was awash with pleasure. “I'm not going to leave you behind Y/N.” He said sincerely and you pulled back, dragging your fingers through his beard, your eyes soft as they looked in his.

“Thank you for not caging me in again.” You whispered and then leaned forward, kissing him slowly. Your physical 'thank you.’ Steve sighed at your taste, felling into it, at the back of his mind, he knew they had to go take care of the meeting, but you were so sweet here in his arms, it was hard for him to break this moment. 

     Getting on the road was quick. Once You and Steve dressed and joined Sam to explain what was going on to the rest of the pack, Steve had plenty of volunteers willing to go. It wasn't hard for him and Sam to pick several other wolves to join them. You were inside, packing bags for Steve and Yourself, Wanda over at Natasha's to pack one for her, then swinging over to Bucky’s afterward. 

“Well, I always said Man that your beast had more sense than you ever did.” Smirking and he ducked out of Steve's reach when he went to swipe at him. “Were ready to go whenever you are.” 

Sam was getting vehicles ready when Steve approached him. His second in command gave him a sideways glance. “I'm coming to, so don't even ask me to stay behind with that lame ass excuse of 'in case anything happens to me'. They all know what to do should anything happen to us Steve, Sara has it handled.” The man slammed the trunk shut, folding arms over his chest. Steve shook his head, his Wolf agreeing with Sam. “Looks like you already made up your mind, nothing your Alpha is going to say will change it.”

Sam shrugged, and Steve’s Wolf thumped his tail in solidarity for his packmate. “Even the Wolf agrees.”

So they were on the road, and you were headed back home. No not your home, your prison. Steve could see you fidget in your seat, wringing your hands. An inner conflict stretching across your face. He debated if he should push you to talk about what was going on, back and forth.

<Yes, reach over and clasp your hand on her somewhere. Ground her to you.> The Wolf nudged at him. <We don't leave our mate battling with herself.>

I've had my hands all over her recently. Steve pointed out, although he wanted to keep putting hands all over her, not willing to even consider that you might still choose to leave after this was over. 

<I’ve been meaning to bring up it's about time we properly mate her.>

Not till she says that's what she wants. Steve absently reached over and clasped your inner thigh, bringing you out of your trance.

“I can see you and the Little Wolf discussing, is everything alright?” He glanced at you before back to the road, following Sam and his carload. Never out of sight, but never right behind. Your hands loosened from where they were wringing together and you shifting in closer to your Alpha. “Just trying to go through anything that might be helpful. I just hope Bucky and Natasha are okay.”

“I'm sure they are, both have been trained with some of the best. Bucky was once a sniper for the army, Natasha did a lot of undercover work in her training. But if Pierce has them, I will get them back.”

The Large Silver Alpha that lived in his mind shifted back and forth, pacing heavily in wait.

A ringing issued from Steves pocket, and you pulled away enough for him to reach for his phone, handing it over to you to answer. Hitting the answer, you put it up to your ear. Before you could say anything Natashas rushed voice started talking. “Steve! We need to get out of here quick, come get us.”

You stammered out. “Natasha? Hang on, Steves right here.” Shoving the phone at him, Steve breathed out in relief and placed the phone to his ear. “Fucking hell Nat, are you and Bucky okay?”

“Yea, we're still alive, listen, Steve, you need to get here now. It's bad.”

“Well, I already knew it was bad.”

“And it's about to get worst. Pierce is out for the whole pack to be destroyed the cause of Y/N being there, not to mention the other stuff he's doing.”

“Okay, where are you two now?”

“Were at Bluebird Motel, and there are two other wolves with us. Just get here quickly Steve.” She hung up and he slid his phone back over to you.

“Little One, find the address to the Bluebird Motel, and text it to Sam.” His fingers thrummed against the steering wheel as you started to do as he asked.

“You said earlier you and your Little Wolf were discussing what you could share... you should tell me everything.”

You gulped and looked up at him, your mouth opening and out fell everything.

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[tonystarkbingo]

TSB Round 6 Roundup - Weeks 21 & 22!

SO MUCH GOOD STUFF!  And while you’re perusing, make sure to check out our TSB Advent Event posts too!  One or two every day until the new year!

Collaborator : deehellcat Card Number: 6028 Square Filled: A4 - cuddles Title: one of many clockwork gears Link: AO3 Pairings: Tony and Natasha, with hints of pre-Stony Word Count: 1669 Rating: Teen Major Tags/Triggers: mission fic, opening up, reference to a fictional film Summary: On a mission to rescue one of their own, Iron Man and Black Widow learn a little more about each other, via their mutual admiration for a classic film.

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Collaborator : PoliZ Card Number: 6019 Square Filled: S2 - Canon Divergent: Nobody Dies Title: Clearing the Air Link: AO3 Pairings: Tony & Bucky Word Count: 790 Rating: Gen Major Tags/Triggers: Canon Divergence - Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Tony Stark Lives, Reconciliation, Wakanda (Marvel) Summary: An invitation to return to Wakanda becomes a chance for Bucky to try to make amends with someone he has wronged.

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Collaborator : PoliZ Card Number: 6019 Square Filled: A3 - FREE Title: Not Exactly Love Poetry Link: AO3 Pairings: Tony/Bucky/Steve Word Count: 100 Rating: Mature Major Tags/Triggers: Poetry, Limericks, Explicit Language, Implied Sexual Content, No Smut,Drabble Summary: When Tony told Steve and Bucky he’d written them some love poems, the last thing either of them expected was a trio of dirty limericks.

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Lots more under the cut!

Collaborator : PoliZ Card Number: 6019 Square Filled: Adopted - AU: Western Title: Come Down From Your Fences (And Open the Gate) - Chapter 2 Link: AO3 Pairings: Tony/Steve Word Count: 962 (Chapter 2) Rating: Teen Major Tags/Triggers: Vaguely Inspired by 1872 (Marvel), Alternate Universe - Western, Sheriff Steve Rogers, Snowed In, Innuendo, Mutual Pining Summary: Anthony wakes up and Steven explains his presence; they have dinner and play a game of checkers.

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Collaborator : deehellcat Card Number: 6028 Square Filled: A2 - Howard Stark (adopted) Title: Carve Out This Soul Made of Stone, chapter 1 Link: AO3 Pairings: Tony and Howard, background Howard/Maria Word Count: 2134 Rating: Mature Major Tags/Triggers: descriptions of child sex abuse, revenge, Howard Stark's Actual Good Parenting, Protective Howard Stark Summary: Little Tony Stark doesn’t like to be handed things. His father is determined to find out why.

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Collaborator : rebelmeg Card Number: 6001 Square Filled: T1 - hugs Title: Post-Snap Anniversary Link: AO3 Pairings: Pepperony, Tony & Rhodey Word Count: 3224 Rating: Gen Major Tags/Triggers: PTSD, hurt/comfort Summary: On the anniversary of one of the worst days of Tony's life (and he's had a lot of worst days to compare it to), Pepper recognizes the signs and calls in reinforcements. Rhodey isn't about to let Tony spiral into his own self-destruction like he has so many times before.

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Collaborator : SomeSortofItalianRoast Card Number: 6002 Square Filled: S3 - Tony Playing Piano Title: we're all in the mood for a melody Link: AO3 Pairings: Bucky/Steve Word Count: 1181 Rating: Gen Major Tags/Triggers: AU: no powers; AU: soulmates; AU: coffeeshops and cafes Summary: Bucky Barnes attends the Stark Industries Thanksgiving party. Tony plays piano.

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Collaborator : rebelmeg Card Number: 6001 Square Filled: S3 - Tony x happiness Title: They don't make views better than this. Link: Tumblr Pairings: Pepperony Word Count: 100 Rating: Gen Major Tags/Triggers: drabble, moodboard, fluff, Iron Family Summary: Tony snaps a pic of his future.

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Collaborator : scottxlogan Card Number: 6038 Square Filled: A5 - Action/Adventure Title: Not Tonight Link: AO3 Pairings: Tony Stark/Bucky Barnes Word Count: 6344 Rating: Teen Major Tags/Triggers: Date Night, Established Relationship, Robbery, Bar, involuntary mission, Adult Content, Flirting, Innuendo, Suggestive Themes Summary: Tony's plans for a quiet reunion night with Bucky in Indiana are thwarted first by a change of venue leaving Tony to face an unexpected string of events while waiting for Bucky to return. Will Tony find himself caught up in a bad situation or will he manage to find a way to play it cool and bring their night back on track with one another?

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Collaborator : Becca Card Number: 6023 Square Filled: A4 - Occupational Hazard Title: Standard Procedure Link: AO3 Pairings: Steve/Tony Word Count: 336 Rating: Gen Major Tags/Triggers: Panic Attacks, AU, EMT Steve, MIT student Tony, Demisexual Tony Summary: EMT Steve helps MIT Student Tony through a panic attack.

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Collaborator : celtic7irish Card Number: 6037 Square Filled: S2 - Tony x Steve Title: Husband Link: AO3 Pairings: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Word Count: 100 Rating: Teen Major Tags/Triggers: Anniversary, Fluff, old man Tony, Drabble Summary: It's Steve & Tony's anniversary

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Collaborator : celtic7irish Card Number: 6037 Square Filled: T2 - Partnerlook Title: Move It On the Dancefloor Link: AO3 Pairings: Clint Barton/Tony Stark Word Count: 610 Rating: Mature Major Tags/Triggers: Established Relationship, Dancing, Partnerlook, Semi-Public Foreplay, Sex Toys Under Clothing, Fade to Black Summary: Clint’s broad shoulders and muscled arms were on full display, and people kept reaching out to touch. Clint avoided them all neatly, though, laughing and smiling to distract them from the fact that he was very obviously not interested. Only one person had his attention tonight, and Tony was currently enjoying the view from his spot at the bar.

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Collaborator : celtic7irish Card Number: 6037 Square Filled: A2 - Hedonism Title: Snuggles Link: AO3 Pairings: Bruce Banner & Tony Stark Word Count: 348 Rating: Gen Major Tags/Triggers: Cuddles, sleepy bruce, Tony's Big Bed, Tony Is a Good Bro, mild flirting Summary: Hedonism: the pursuit of pleasure, sensual self-indulgence. Hedonistic lifestyle is oriented towards pleasure and enjoyment, closely related to happiness which is also oriented to meet the needs of individuals to obtain satisfaction.

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Collaborator : celtic7irish Card Number: 6037 Square Filled: R2 - Arena Title: Baseball Stadiums Are Not Battle Arenas Link: AO3 Pairings: Tony Stark & Avengers Team Word Count: 651 Rating: Gen Major Tags/Triggers: Doombots, LA Dodgers, Stadium Destruction, Steve Rogers is a Troll Summary: The Avengers are called out to fight Doombots in the LA Dodger's Stadium. Whoever thought Steve Rogers was a good ol’ boy was out of their freaking minds.

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Collaborator : celtic7irish Card Number: 6037 Square Filled: K2 - Dating App Title: Propositioning the Boss Link: AO3 Pairings: Steve Rogers/James "Bucky" Barnes Word Count: 1238 Rating: Teen Major Tags/Triggers: Established Relationship, Pre-Stuckony, dating app, Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, Meet-Cute, Office Romance, Fluff, Flirting, no sadness allowed Summary: Steve and Bucky are happy with each other. That doesn't mean they don't maybe want to find a third. Fortunately, the new entry on their favorite dating app might be just what they're looking for.

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Collaborator : Girl Back There Card Number: 6021 Square Filled: S3 - Misunderstandings Title: Gift Waiting by the Tree Link: AO3 Pairings: Tony/Steve Word Count: 795 Rating: Explicit Major Tags/Triggers: No Powers AU, Sugar Daddy Tony, Sugar Baby Steve, Dick Pics, Digital Image, Christmas Eve Summary: Tony is stuck at work on Christmas Eve, but a text from Steve has him rushing home to open his present.

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Collaborator : rebelmeg Card Number: 6001 Square Filled: A5 - hedonism Title: Bubblebath for Two Link: AO3 Pairings: Pepperony Word Count: 422 Rating: Teen Major Tags/Triggers: suggestive themes, fluff, married life Summary: Tony's had a long day, and comes home to something wonderful.

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Collaborator : scottxlogan Card Number: 6038 Square Filled: A4 - Love or Lust Title: The Anniversary Surprise Link: AO3 Pairings: Bucky/Steve/Tony Word Count: 11384 Rating: Explicit Major Tags/Triggers: Threesome - M/M/M, Anniversary, Reunions, Feelings Realization, Established Relationship, Past Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Guilty Pleasures, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Not Cheating, Happy Ending, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Sexual Content, Mild Kink, Miscommunication, Adult Language, Swearing, Rough Kissing, Adult Content, Needy Bucky Barnes, Aftercare Summary: Steve had worked really hard to plan the perfect anniversary for Bucky, but when Tony shows up instead and things take an unexpectedly awkward turn Steve finds himself gravitating towards his former lover unable to forget the passion they shared. Will temptation prove to be the end of the happiness and contentment that Steve's found in his life or will Tony and Bucky convince Steve that they still have a few unexpected surprises in store for him?

#tonystarkbingo #tony stark bingo round 6 #tsb6 #tsb weekly roundup #tsb weeks 21 and 22

[the-starry-skye]

m a s t e r l i s t 🌻🌼🌻

aka my shop directory

Started: 05 August 2021

Last Updated: 02 May 2024

Marvel

Daisy Johnson

Shuri/MJ

Peter Parker/Michelle Jones

Pepper Potts/Natasha Romanoff

Sersi

Jessica Jones/Natasha Romanoff

Makkari

Black Cat/Spiderman

Nadia Van Dyne

Black Cat/Spiderman Comfort

Stranger Things

Steve/Nancy

Steve/Nancy Runaways AU

Scoops Ahoy

Elumax

Henderhop Picnic Date

Disney

Jane Porter

Violet Parr

Elsa

Elsa/Honeymaren

Rapunzel/Anna

Punk Sleeping Beauty

Hiro/Violet

Hiro/Miguel

Cottagecore Sleeping Beauty

Jake Long/Penny Proud

Tiana & Mirabel friendship

Grishaverse

Nina Zenik

Wylan Van Eck

Outer Banks

JJ/Kie

Lunar Chronicles

Scarlet/Winter

Iko

Thorne & Cinder

Cress/Thorne

Star Darlings/Zodiac Signs

Astra/Aries

Cassie/Cancer

Sage/Sagittarius

Cassie's Dorm Room

Adora/Aquarius

Vega/Virgo

Libby/Libra

Roommates Cassie and Sage

Cassie & Scarlet

Celestial Cafe 

Sage vs Vivica Rivalry

Sage’s Dorm Room

Scarlet & Leona Roommates 

Libby x Ganymede

Leona’s Dorm Room

Vega’s Dorm Room

Ever After High

Raven Queen

Maddie Hatter

Cedar Wood

OC-Daughter of the Evil Queen

New Year's Maddie Hatter

Roommates Cerise Hood and Cedar Wood

Maddie Hatter’s Side of the Dorm

Hopper Croakington’s Side of the Dorm 

Castleteria

Raven Queen/Dexter Charming Movie Date 

Raven Queen’s Side of the Dorm 

True Hearts Day Dance

Briar Beauty’s Side of the Dorm

Darling Charming’s Side of the Dorm

Dexter & Hunter Friendship

Ever After High Common Room

Spring Fairest

Nina Queen’s Dorm Room

C.A. Cupid

Wonderland Haberdashery and Tea Shoppe

Crossovers

Jack Frost & Violet Parr as siblings

Hiccup/Anna

Ahiru/Peter Pan

Jack Frost & Hiccup Haddock as roommates

Jack/Elsa

Jack Frost & Tiana 

Miscellaneous

Jack Frost

Red moodboard

Vampires

Pink/Gemini moodboard

Blue moodboard

Purple/green moodboard

Me as the main character

Pastel/Pisces moodboard

Purple/black moodboard

Christmas moodboard

Sparkly Mao Mao

Red/black/brown dark artist moodboard

Grey moodboard

Winter as a person aesthetic

Sunset Shimmer’s Apartment

Infinity Train

Dead End: Paranormal Park 

Canterlot High

Pinkie Pie x Cheese Sandwich 

Modern Hiccup Haddock and Toothless

Capricorn Moodboard

An Aesthetic for Hopeless Romantics and Bookworms

Cancer Season

Modern Hiccup x Astrid

Nasty Burger from Danny Phantom

Fearless (Taylor’s Version)

Lockscreens

January moodboard/lockscreen

February/Valentine's moodboard/lockscreen

March/Peter Pan theme moodboard/lockscreen

Summer moodboard lockscreen

January/New Year’s moodboard/lockscreen

Swiftie lockscreen

January Blue lockscreen

February 2024 lockscreen

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[navegandoaciegas]

five more minutes

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: secret relationship, general smut warnings, explicit language, 18+ please.

Summary: Three times when all you wish for is five more minutes of time with Bucky. AKA, dating co-stars is complicated, and that’s why you chose to keep your relationship a secret.

A/N: I wrote this for @wxntersoldiers​ ‘s 6k AU writing challenge and I chose Actor!AU. I hope you like this! English is my third language so please forgive any mistakes. Also I tried to make a moodboard but I’m not artistically inclined so... 

Five more minutes is all you could ask for every time the clock strikes 7AM and Bucky has to rush out of bed, silky sheets tangling up his legs, tripping over his own feet as he scrambles to put on a t-shirt that he hopes your smell doesn’t linger on; in the darkness he stumbles on the shoes you’ve thrown away in a haste to get undressed, and curses you for drawing the blinds at night before finally sneaking out your hotel room with a whispered ‘see you on set’. Groggy like you always are in the morning, you wait with bated breath for him to text you he’s back in his, unseen by the rest of the cast and crew that swarm the place at 8, your secret safe another morning, before falling back asleep. 

All you want is five more minutes of his chestnut hair sprawled over his pillow, his soft snores and jerky legs, his prosthetic arm weighting on your waist and warmth radiating off of him that compensates for his blanket hogging tendencies.

“Just five more minutes.” he grumbles when the alarm goes off, the same thing he says every morning, the same four words he used to say everyday back in school; just like his mother would drag him out of bed anyways, ignoring his pleads, so do you.

Turning around you press sweet kisses on his forehead and graze his stubble covered cheeks.

“We don’t have five minutes.”, you whisper, “Makeup and hair is coming in an hour.”

Bucky groans in annoyance and buries his face deeper in the pillow, mumbling something about wanting to stay with you all day.

Five more minutes is not too much to ask for, and today you decide that the planet could stop spinning on its axis and time could freeze, all for a little more time together before you have to face the reality of your relationship.

Fleeting moments, longing looks, lingering touches: a small price to pay to keep the rest of the world from poking and prodding your love, questioning your motives, twisting and warping reality until your unadulterated feelings are but a publicity stunt, until one is an abusive asshole and the other is a serial cheater, and what was once a safe haven becomes the source of all pain and insecurities.

But in the darkness of your hotel room, in your little oasis of peace, you’re not a clandestine affair, but a precious secret that’s worth keeping, and all that matters is you and him; there’s no shouting paparazzis, no nosey interviewers, no assuming public, just you and your sweet kisses, Bucky and his delicate touches.

His hands roam over your body, goosebumps spreading behind his soft caresses, heat pooling in your core when he kneads the flesh of your thighs and ass, nipples stiffening when his teeth graze them. 

Five more minutes, and maybe a little more, is all you ask for, just enough time for you to explore his body, tug on his hair, nip his throat and kiss your way downward, careful not to leave any sign of your love, no mark of your sweet possessiveness.

Five more minutes of his tongue delving in your glistening folds, his long fingers circling your bud, of you bucking your hips to meet his thrusts until he’s buried deep inside you, and the burn of him stretching you gives way to pleasure. 

Your head is yanked back when he pulls on your hair, his cock sliding in and out of you as your clit keeps rubbing on the sheets, his hips hitting your ass as he fucks you into the mattress. You squeeze your eyes shut and bite the pillow to muffle the moans and screams erupting out of your mouth.

Your walls clench around him and you feel your orgasm near, pleasure shooting from your core to the rest of your body, toes curling and mind hazy; Bucky follows close behind, his cock swelling as he snaps his hips harder and faster, until he spills inside you, hot release filling you so much you come too, clamping down on him and milking every last drop he gives you. 

These moments as you recover from the explosion in your bodies, these adoring looks when you bask in the aftershock of pleasure, these rare cuddles after making love to you: you don’t get them often. And as most beautiful things in life, they’re not meant to last.

A knock at your door bursts your loving bubble and jolts you back to reality, the harsh reminder of not being able to scream your love at the top of your lungs hitting you like a freight car.

“I got you breakfast.” announces the faint voice of Peter, your PA May’s nephew, the college kid who runs errands for you, brings you coffee and holds your purse when you’re out shopping, the same kid people speculate you’re hooking up with about any time he’s photographed with you, the same way you’re rumored to be sleeping with half of Hollywood.

You and Bucky both sigh, knowing those five more minutes you wish for are delayed yet again, and now you’ll have to find a way to successfully sneak him out of your room.

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Blissfully unaware is how you’d describe the people in your life, always so close to finding out, to walking in on you doing something you’re not supposed to, and yet so far away from the truth, so painfully oblivious that they could never even suspect anything. 

Their blindness makes you delirious with excitement: your love is only yours, you don’t have to share it with anyone else, because you don’t want to, because you’re greedy and selfish like that and because holding hands under the table, sneaking kisses between takes when no one is watching, fucking in the trailers with the door ajar because you secretly want to get caught, is the rush of energy you never knew you needed to feel alive, the fix of adrenaline you can’t live without.

Heated touches, swollen lips, rough hands on your body, open mouthed kisses. Panting, moaning, crying. Fuzzy hair on your sensitive nipples, strong legs between your own. Rough sand underneath you, the sound of the waves that beat on the shore in your ears.

He looks so beautiful under the orange Hawaiian sunset, red faced and disheveled, hair sticking everywhere, his hard length pressed against your core. You feel warmth inside you when he looks at you, when he grazes your skin with soft caresses, when he peppers your neck with kisses. Your heart is beating out of its cage and-

“And, cut!” Pepper, the director, shouts at the top of her lungs, interrupting the magic of the moment, “You guys did amazing!” 

The crew starts packing as Pepper congratulates you, praising your ‘great on screen chemistry’, the kind she’s never seen before, and the realism of each of your touches and looks. You wish you could say you’re that good of an actress, but the truth is when Bucky touches you the rest of the world disappears, you’re not Karina and he’s not Oliver. It’s just the two of you, and sometimes you have to stop yourself right before moaning his name instead of Oliver’s. 

That night he’s in your room again before a movie premiere you’ve both been invited to, with a nicely packaged pink bag, “A gift.” he says holding it up to you, “Wear this tonight. Don’t worry, I washed it before.”

Absolutely not, is the first answer you give when you unwrap the white tissue paper around the present, but as always Bucky manages to be too convincing for your own good: the promise of all the things he can do with his tongue if you behave like a good girl is all it takes for you to change your mind.

At the premiere, you wear the vibrating panties like he’s asked of you.

It’s humiliating in the best way possible the way he smirks watching from afar how you squirm every time he controls the vibration so it’s high enough that you feel an orgasm near, but not fast enough that it seems achievable, a sweet torture he’s subjecting you to as you slowly rub your aching core on the seat whilst struggling to keep a straight face when people talk to you. You’ll both look back to the pictures taken tonight and remember what you were hiding. It’s your dirty little secret, the glances you steal, his hand controlling the device in your panties and increasing the speed every time a man dares talk to you. You’re going out of your mind, desperate to lose control and aware you can’t do that. 

Bucky tries to entertain this interviewer who’s flirting with him, but all he can concentrate on is your thighs clenching and your face glistening in a fine sheen of sweat. He sends you a look, and you don’t even need words or gestures to get up from your seat and head straight to the restrooms where he’ll be meeting in enough time that it won’t seem suspicious.

After all, you’ve perfected the art of sneaking around. 

When you get out of the stalls and back to your seat, eyes half lidded and lips swollen, Natasha smiles, completely oblivious to what just went down in the bathrooms, and the idea adds to the pulsing ache between your legs.

Outside, bodyguards part the crowd, flashing lights blind you, loud voices overwhelm you. You make your way through the shouting paparazzi and fans that ask questions you dread to answer. One day you will, likely on some scripted talk show, reading a speech May will have prepared off the teleprompter.

“Fans have been speculating about you and Barnes dating, can you tell us more?”

“There’s been talks about a whirlwind romance between the two of you, both on screen and off.”

One day you will.

You smile at the cameras, joke with interviewers. Bucky spots you from afar and smiles when your eyes lock together.

Surrounded by hundreds of people or on a desert island, underneath the bright lights of Hollywood or in the darkness of the trailers where you’ve fallen in love, all that matters is him and you.

One day you will, but not today. Today you need five more minutes. Today your secret is still yours, your love is only yours, and you have no intention of sharing.

🎬

You never ask for much, never wish for the moon; you just want five minutes of peace and quiet, five minutes where paparazzi don’t follow you around like hungry hyenas, where you can grab lunch with an old friend and not have journalists speculate about your love life as you eat. 

“So, who is it this time?” Bucky asks in a monotone voice, hands rubbing sunblock on your shoulders.

“Quentin Beck.” you reply drily, scrolling through your Instagram feed. It was Bucky last time, Carol Denvers before him, among an endless list of actors and models.

He hums, “How long?”

“Couple of weeks, maybe months? Who knows.” you shrug, sipping on a margarita, contemplating the beauty of Tony’s private island. Your eyes are met with a horizon of endless blue, sky and ocean fusing into one, resembling Bucky’s eyes; white sand burns the soles of your feet, and a gentle salty breeze blows his hair. 

TMZ reports rumors of you sneaking out of Beck’s hotel room in the early hours of the morning, hours you spent blissfully asleep on Bucky’s chest.

“Not me, I didn’t realize you were dating someone else.” he deadpans, unfolding the beach chair and sitting on it, only for it to collapse on itself, sending him ass first on the ground.

You can’t help the ugly but heartfelt laugh that escapes you at the sight of your hunky boyfriend folded in half, and you only laugh out more when he glares at you.

“I bet you’d help Beck out if he fell on his ass.” he grumbles, struggling to get up.

“I would because he’s my boyfriend, apparently.” you giggle.

The look in Bucky’s eyes would make anyone cower in fear, but you can’t decide whether it turns you on or amuses you. One moment you’re laying on the beach and the next thing you know, Bucky’s hauled you on his shoulder, prosthetic arm keeping you in place as he rushes to the shore. 

The ocean is surprisingly warm and calm, much like his eyes. Forehead against yours, he holds you up so you’re clinging to him like a koala, and you both sway along the gentle waves.

You press your body onto his and he groans in your mouth when you slant your lips against his, kissing him possessively. Your hands are needy and desperate as they roam over his lean body, tug on his hair, reach in his swim shorts and palm his cock, and his touch is bruising on your thighs. You hiss at the stretch of him inside you, and your walls clamp down on him as he bounces you on his cock, grunting filthy promises and sweet praises into your ears.

While he makes love to you in the ocean, the sun kissing your skin and salt clinging to your bodies, you both moving in sync, the rest of the world is speculating on your love life, rumors spreading around like wildfire about who you might be dating, thousands of photos of you and Beck eating together, articles being written about your commitment issues. You wonder which one of your so-called friends would sell you out in a heartbeat, which one of the crew members would out your relationship with no hesitation if they knew.

And the fullness of him inside you and the sweet secret you two share like teenagers hopelessly in love are the biggest fuck you that you could think of.

You never ask for much, only for five minutes of bliss, and among the gentle waves of the ocean and underneath the scorching sun of the tropics, you finally got them.

🎬

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